Mommin’ ain’t easy. I’m pretty sure I text that phrase to my sisters or my best friends once a week with some new anecdote about my child. Add this to a full time teaching job, being a wife, and an author… life is busy and complicated.
There is no secret to juggling it all. (If there is and you know, don’t you hold out on me.) I’m a new mom and I struggled with the idea of losing my sense of identity. I’ve asked myself “is a mom all I’ll ever be?” Not to negate the amazing sense of fulfillment a child can bring into your life, but it is a major life change. In a way, I mourned the loss of who I was, because being a mom, I am forever changed (in the best way.)
I’ve found the key to survival as a working mom is balance, wine, and coffee. Okay, add in some tears, a supportive husband, the best girlfriends, and the cutest baby smile you’ll ever see too.
In many ways, being a writer and mom is a blessing. I, of course, have less time to write now, but having an outlet. I am able to escape in a world of my creation, it is rewarding, and an amazing way to refuel. Where other moms may watch reality TV or read a raunchy book to escape, I get to write.
I do think the key is balance. Finding time for yourself, for your writing, for your husband, for your baby, for you day job… it is all overwhelming. Don’t forget the mom guilt you’ll have if you drop the ball on something. But it’s time to throw the guilt away, you are only one person doing the best you can. If you dedicate specific time for all of those things every week, especially including time for yourself, it won’t all look so daunting.
Once I established a routine, found a halfway decent dictation app for writing, and focused on taking time for myself, life became easier with my sixth month old and my day job.
Sometimes, it still all goes wrong. And that is okay. That’s when I have a good cry and go back to the wine and the coffee I mentioned before.
Mostly Innocent
A Powers That Be Novel
There is no secret to juggling it all. (If there is and you know, don’t you hold out on me.) I’m a new mom and I struggled with the idea of losing my sense of identity. I’ve asked myself “is a mom all I’ll ever be?” Not to negate the amazing sense of fulfillment a child can bring into your life, but it is a major life change. In a way, I mourned the loss of who I was, because being a mom, I am forever changed (in the best way.)
I’ve found the key to survival as a working mom is balance, wine, and coffee. Okay, add in some tears, a supportive husband, the best girlfriends, and the cutest baby smile you’ll ever see too.
In many ways, being a writer and mom is a blessing. I, of course, have less time to write now, but having an outlet. I am able to escape in a world of my creation, it is rewarding, and an amazing way to refuel. Where other moms may watch reality TV or read a raunchy book to escape, I get to write.
I do think the key is balance. Finding time for yourself, for your writing, for your husband, for your baby, for you day job… it is all overwhelming. Don’t forget the mom guilt you’ll have if you drop the ball on something. But it’s time to throw the guilt away, you are only one person doing the best you can. If you dedicate specific time for all of those things every week, especially including time for yourself, it won’t all look so daunting.
Once I established a routine, found a halfway decent dictation app for writing, and focused on taking time for myself, life became easier with my sixth month old and my day job.
Sometimes, it still all goes wrong. And that is okay. That’s when I have a good cry and go back to the wine and the coffee I mentioned before.
A Powers That Be Novel
Book One
J.M. Jinks
Genre: Paranormal Romance/ Urban Fantasy
Publisher: Champagne Books
Date of Publication: 10/22/2018
Word Count: 58K
ASIN: B07JMCGNM6
ASIN: B07JMCGNM6
Tagline: If you can’t beat them, seduce them
Book Description:
Meet Layla James, your typical smart and snarky chick—except for the whole succubus thing. After nearly a millennium on Earth, Layla’s settled down in a boring life in Palm Springs, until a smoking-hot hunter comes to arrest her for murder. But Layla knows the rules—she'd never kill someone and incite the wrath of The Powers That Be.
Elijah Daines is a hunter, maintaining the balance of good and evil in the mortal realm, his power stronger than any hunter she’s ever encountered. Plus, he’s a seriously sexy distraction. Too bad he’s accused her of a crime she didn't commit.
As the killer continues a murder spree that not only frames Layla but threatens to expose the existence of supernatural creatures to humans, Layla and Elijah team up to investigate. Hopefully, they can fight off their escalating attraction for each other long enough to exonerate her and stop the murder madness.
Elijah Daines is a hunter, maintaining the balance of good and evil in the mortal realm, his power stronger than any hunter she’s ever encountered. Plus, he’s a seriously sexy distraction. Too bad he’s accused her of a crime she didn't commit.
As the killer continues a murder spree that not only frames Layla but threatens to expose the existence of supernatural creatures to humans, Layla and Elijah team up to investigate. Hopefully, they can fight off their escalating attraction for each other long enough to exonerate her and stop the murder madness.
Excerpt:
He approached
the counter. I, or maybe my succubus, decided on a whim I would not be
intimidated by his power. I wasn’t sure where my sudden courage came from. He
had to have felt my succubus signature. We weren’t a violent race when we
controlled our urges. I’m Queen of Control over here. I’m sure he knows I
won’t, hurt him. Right?
But why was he here? Something must have been
wrong.
As I walked
toward him, I got a better look. His dark hair was in slight disarray and his
bright blue eyes scoured my face. He towered over me in every sense of the
word.
He and Jolene
should go back-to-back so I can get an accurate measure of his height.
I shook away my
thoughts of him—it was obvious he came here on a mission. Greek god or not, he
was still a hunter, and I—I was a product of evil, aka something he hunts.
“Succubus,” he
growled. The one little word was filled with eons of unabashed hatred. The word
vibrated through me. All hopes of him wanting a new bathroom paint color
vanished. No, this visit wasn’t going to be pleasant, not at all.
Perhaps I could
seduce him. Hell, he could do me right on the floor of aisle nine next to the
light fixtures, if it kept him from killing me. I bit my lip. But…hunters
weren’t typically susceptible to succubi charms. A failed attempt of Aprhodisia
could earn more problems.
I released a
breath. Some buried deep natural instinct rolled through me again. With that
feeling, I decided to stand my ground. I looked him in the eyes, stood up
straighter, and replied, “Hunter?”
About the Author:
J.M. Jinks was born and raised in Southern California. She lives with her husband, two dogs, and two cats in her hometown. J.M. has a Bachelor’s in French and a Master’s of Education. She is a teacher by day and a writer by night. J.M. and her husband welcomed a baby boy in May 2018.
J.M. has always had a love of reading that progressed into writing. Mostly Innocent is her first completed manuscript.
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