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Krista Ino

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How I Wrote a 100k Manuscript with Twin Babies

Finding the time to write is always difficult. With my first novel, I wrote while pursuing a master’s and working full-time, during my first year of teaching, and through grieving. I considered myself self-disciplined, organized, and diligent.

And then I became pregnant—with twins.

My pregnancy brain fog was terrible! Thankfully, I had finished my first novel because I didn’t write anything during my entire pregnancy. But after giving birth, I was eager to write the sequel. With the exorbitant cost of childcare, it wasn’t worth returning to work. It was the dream. I could be a stay-at-home mom and write.

The problem: I had two premature babies who couldn’t breastfeed. It took almost an hour and a half for them to drink two ounces of milk, and THEN I had to pump. For the first year, I had to pump around 8 times a day, and my twins didn’t sleep through the night.

I finished my 100k manuscript before they turned one.

How did I do it? Coffee, a supportive community, and the grace of God—but also with these 5 tips.

Know Yourself

What time of day are you most creative and productive? When do you feel the most drained?

I knew that I needed to be wise with my time and prioritize tasks. When there’s not enough time, everything seems important. And there’s nothing more frustrating than carving out precious time to write and then slamming into writer’s block because you’re too tired to think.

From my college years, I learned that I am most productive and creative mid-morning. I have a hard time producing something new first thing in the morning (I need time to wake up, eat, and drink coffee), and only on rare occasions can I write well at night. I can write in the afternoons, but I often become distracted by preparing dinner, catching up on phone calls/messages, and finishing whatever didn’t get done earlier in the day, so I’m better suited for tasks that don’t require as much focus.

With this in mind, I would order tasks based on the time of day. Every nap and/or pumping session was an opportunity to write. If I found a pocket of time in the morning, I would draft. In the afternoons, I would revise, edit, or research. After putting the boys to bed, I would finish chores and brainstorm.

Keep Writing Time Sacred—Yes, Chores Can Wait

Early on, I found my tendency to “clean up first” would use up all my writing time. So I had to designate the first nap of the day as sacred writing time. This meant:

Preparing my pumping equipment ahead of time so I could write while pumping.

No phone. On silent and out of reach.

Dishes, laundry, and unswept floors all had to wait.

No book researching, which inevitably turns into Google search rabbit holes.

I literally dropped everything to draft my manuscript—even if it was only for a fifteen-minute pump session.

Set Routines and Involve Your Children in Household Tasks

So when did I do those chores? As much as possible, when my twins were awake!

Twin moms told me that setting and keeping a routine was crucial for their sanity, so I stuck as closely to mine as possible, adjusting every 2-3 months as nap times changed and they started breastfeeding more. My twins were usually content to play in their play yard for a few minutes after breakfast, so I would watch them from the kitchen and frantically load the dishwasher. Over time, they began to expect this independent play time, and I was able to stretch it out longer. In the afternoons, jumper time equaled laundry time and so on. Every mom learns to multitask with their kids. And the older my kids get, the more I involve them in household chores. For them and myself, I frame it as a learning and connection opportunity.

And when I couldn’t get all the tasks done in the day? If it could wait and wasn’t detrimental to my family, I simply didn’t do them. Or if I had the energy, I did them at night. That usually meant skipping streaming platforms, social media, or reading time in bed, but that was a sacrifice I decided to make to keep my writing time.

One non-chore routine that I established early with them was reading. I read to them during or after every meal, and around 8 months, they liked books so much that during naps, I started putting board books within easy reach of their cribs. When they would wake up, they would be content to read a few books independently, giving me an extra 10-15 minutes. Some books were damaged in the process, but overall, I’ve been amazed by how careful they are. And now, as toddlers, they are little book monsters, begging me to read to them all day long.

Enlist Help: Partner, Babysitters, In-laws…

I was really lucky. When my twins were born, my in-laws visited for two weeks to help with the babies, and my mom would come down 1-2x a week to help with the boys once my husband returned to work. My best friend helped me for a whole month when we moved states, and then I lived with my in-laws for two months before moving AGAIN. The first few months were intense, and I had a lot of help—but I also didn’t write.

The writing came later after we moved a second time. (The boys were five months old). We didn’t know anyone in the state, and my husband’s job required a lot of traveling and unpredictable hours. He is the most supportive, helpful husband in the world, and so, whenever he was home, he would make sure that he would cook dinner, do the chores, watch the twins, etc., so that I could rest or write. If you are blessed with a partner who desires to be helpful, then ask! (And be specific).

Being new to the state, I tried connecting with my community by attending church and mom groups. I was happily surprised by how eager people were to help our little family. Asking for help can be hard, but when people I trusted offered to babysit or drop off a meal, I took them up on it! And sometimes, I gained the courage to ask first.

Not everyone has a village. I moved away from mine, and I had to start from scratch. This experience taught me the importance of community and hospitality. Now I specifically know how to be a good friend to a new mom. Look for your circle of support, or if you don’t have one, find one! Ask for help, and seek to be that supportive person to others.

When All Else Fails, Give Yourself Grace.

So wait, when did I actually write?

In actuality, it took me six months to finish my manuscript, starting when the boys were five months old. The first three months of their life, I was literally surviving on 20-40 minutes of sleep at a time. The next two months were a little better (a couple of hour stretches), but I was living with my in-laws, and I didn’t have the mental clarity to draft a novel.

So I planned, learned, and plotted.

I listened to writing craft seminars and podcasts while pumping or bottle feeding. I outlined and brainstormed ideas for my book during their nap time. I didn’t have the energy to produce much, but I found I could absorb some information.

And so when we got settled into our new home, it was go time. I took all that plotting/planning time and started drafting. Some authors set word count goals of 2,000 words a day. Mine was 1,000 words, but more often, it was only 500. Some days, I didn’t get to write at all.

If you are a slow writer like me, don’t fret! Any progress is progress. And as you can see, consistency adds up. Even with all of my life craziness, skipped days, and writer’s block, I still finished my 100k manuscript in 6 months.

Do what you can, and when you can’t, breathe. It is okay. This is a season that God has blessed you with to enrich your life and help you to grow.

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Now that my twins are toddlers, I’m having to come up with a whole different list of strategies. Maybe I’ll write another post after drafting Book 3.

Writer moms, what are your tips? I’d love to hear from you!

Meet the Author

Hi family and friends! Thank you for joining me on my writing and publishing journey.

I haven’t considered myself a writer for very long—I always thought of myself as a dabbler, and my writing was nothing more than a hobby. However, after some self-reflection, I discovered that writing has been a significant aspect of my life, and I’ve been practicing the craft for a long time.

My mom instilled the love of reading early in my life, and I have a literal paper trail of “books” I wrote (stapled sheets of paper, illustrated with crayola markers), retelling my favorite stories. I unfortunately gifted these lovely creations to unsuspecting friends and family members, who didn’t have the heart to throw them away. I still occasionally get a picture from them saying, “Hey, remember when you gave me this?” If that is you, please feel free to toss it!

Thankfully, I eventually outgrew this copying phase, but my love of reading, character development, and storytelling continued to be nurtured with my next phase: theater. For some reason, I was convinced that I was going to become a famous actress. I was awful at acting and even worse at singing (sorry, musical theater); however, throughout middle and high school, I had the opportunity to write two plays, direct two productions, and choreograph one of them. I think I truly enjoyed making the story come to life rather than being onstage.

At some point in high school, I decided to write a novella. I don’t remember the exact time I began writing or even why. I never took any creative writing courses in high school. I was a decent academic writer, and I skated through previous English classes without any real effort. But my 12th-grade class was different. I had an intimidating senior English teacher who ran her class with military-like proficiency and order. The lessons were difficult, thought-provoking, polarizing, and CHALLENGING. Everyone who finished the class felt like they had survived. But I must have felt inspired by it, too, because after graduating, I asked her to give me feedback on my novella.

In hindsight, I’m amazed that I asked, and even more so that she agreed. The summer after graduation, I came to her house, and she went through my novel page by page, paragraph by paragraph. It was brutal. My story was nowhere near good, but after the painful session, she looked at me and said, “You know, I think there’s something here. Keep working on it.”

So I did. I worked on it for a few years, and it turned into a full novel. Sometime in college, I considered it complete and shelved it. I was proud of finishing it, but I didn’t plan to pursue publishing. It was a hobby, a project that I wanted to complete for me, nothing more.

I didn’t think about writing again until the pandemic. I was working in a job that required a lot of data entry, and I was bored. I needed a creative outlet, so while I did mind-numbing work, I began to flesh out an idea for a story. I would write to 50k words, and then scrap it. It wasn’t even that I didn’t like what I was writing, but I was trying to find a specific story. Over the next two years, the plot, the characters, and the setting changed several times. It wasn’t until I was working toward my master’s that I realized that I loved the process of writing. And when I finally finished my manuscript after my first year of teaching middle school English, I knew that this was not just what I wanted to do, but it was who I was. I’m a writer because, through dull or difficult seasons, I’m always drawn to it.

After five years, I’m so excited to publish my first novel this summer. (The first in a trilogy). I’m ready to share my stories and my writing process with the world.

And readers, if you stayed with me this long, I promise I’m getting faster at writing.