I have always loved to write. As soon as I could hold a pencil, I wrote stories about my stuffed animals, and read them out loud. I self-published my first book in second grade, as a class assignment, to introduce myself to the class. Made of sturdy cardstock wrapped in blue contact paper with little white flowers, the cover proudly held the title “My Life: by Crystal Oxner.”
In my teen years, I filled journals with poems written wrestling with heavy emotions: sadness, love, envy, fear. When I didn’t know how to tell my mom what I was going through, I’d write her a letter instead. The written word helped me make sense of the world.
In my late twenties, I quit my job to pursue writing full-time. I had an idea for a memoir and I was ready to give it all my time. Before I knew it (and before I was ready), I became a mother.
With motherhood, writing took a backseat. I occasionally blogged here and there, and did a little editing when I had time—mostly when wearing a sleeping baby or late at night—but there was never any routine. I wrote when inspiration struck. About two years into parenthood, I had our second child. With a toddler and a baby, neither of whom slept through the night, I just didn’t have the energy or will to make writing a priority.
Two years ago, I allowed myself space to dream about writing once again. Over time, I’ve learned I’m a better mother when I dedicate time to my craft. As I have fallen back in love with myself through writing, I have also become passionate about helping other mothers offer their own creative endeavors. I am beyond thrilled to be a part of Literary Mama as it continues to grow and impact the lives of mothers around the world.
Crystal Rowe is a former real estate attorney born and raised in Georgia, who now lives in a small coastal town north of Boston. She adores the beach and would spend every waking moment there if she could. Crystal home educates her two daughters and spends her (limited) free time writing, cooking or reading. Learn more at www.crystalrowe.com.