Work-Life Balance: Fulfill Your Passions “Some people succeed because they are destined but most because they are determined.” - Unknown
Here at NAWRB, we know that success takes time and
I sat there for a minute. “You always say that but you work. Every step towards success should be celebrated. never remember in the morning; tell me now.” For women in the housing economy, we have shown you what is possible with our Inaugural Conference and the He was quiet, then giggled again, “Folders,” he paused, different avenues you can utilize to meet your goals. We “and cotton balls.” have touched on the topic of balancing work with home life but we haven’t touched on the topic of having mul- I couldn’t stop laughing. He laughed too for about a sectiple jobs. Most fiction writers can’t survive on writing ond before he was asleep again. I got out of bed and wrote alone but this doesn’t stop them from writing books. This it down so I wouldn’t forget and went back to sleep. includes our very own, E.V. Fairfall who is the graphic designer here at NAWRB. Night 2: Around 3:00 a.m. again, I awakened with him out of bed looking at my legs. E.V. Fairfall’s recent release of Sleeping Tom is a fictional novel surrounding Dissociative Identity Disorder. When “Honey, what are you doing?” I asked. a young man named Gabriel picks up a hitchhiker, hoping for easy karma points, he gets a girl with nowhere to go. “Why are your feet hanging off the bed?” He asked, his He reluctantly lets her stay on his couch for one night. As voice full of sweetness and true concern. one night turns into many, Gabriel’s life starts to unravel and soon he realizes something isn’t right. The exchange surprised me little and I pulled my feet up.
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NAWRB: Where did you get the idea of Sleeping Tom?
Then he asked, “Do you want to play a game?”
E.V. Fairfall: That is a great question. It started because my husband sleep walks. Well, he doesn’t actually walk around but he talks and does crazy things. I woke up one night to him giggling. It was a really cute, innocent giggle but it was 3:00 a.m. so I couldn’t imagine what could be so hilarious.
“No, go back to bed.” He got back in bed and was out like a light. This continued all week and after five days, I was exhausted. Of course I told him about these nightly adventures but he didn’t recall anything about them.
“What’s so funny?” I asked.
While we were sitting at Starbucks, I complained. “It’s kind of like you’re a totally different person when you’re sleeping,” I said. And thus, Sleeping Tom was born.
“I’ll tell you in the morning,” he said.
I started writing it a week later but it has taken about
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