When Life Takes a Sharp LeftJun 07, 2008
On May 30th, my life changed. I quit my job. I’d actually given notice in February, allowing time for my employer to find a replacement that I would train. Every day, I marked the calendar. May 30th seemed centuries away. The days slowly passed, and May 30th finally arrived. Writing is now my full time job.
Why did I do it? Because I had to choose, that’s why. The demands of my job over the last six months had increased so dramatically, they threatened to squeeze writing out of my life. Being a Network Administrator in a growing company precluded my having personal time to write. I couldn’t let that happen. So, I quit.
Am I scared? Sure I am. But that’s not stopping me. With six books under my belt, written in the last two years, I know I can write. I dotted my i’s and crossed my t’s with the financial planning. I’m working on a writing schedule now, where I treat my writing like a day job.
I’ve always been an early riser. After years of getting up at 5:00 AM, it’s a hard habit to break. That gives me time for a morning walk, and thinking time, before sitting down to write. I plan to spend my day writing, stopping only for lunch and an occasional bathroom break.
Imposing a self-made structure on my day is tricky, but certainly doable. I have the discipline to do it. If I weren’t disciplined, I couldn’t have written the books I have while working full time.
I want everyone to know I haven’t disappeared. Far from it. My focus and determination have brought me this far. With my total commitment now on writing more stories, I expect my tenacity and my passion will carry me to the next level.
The future looms like a bright star on the horizon. I can’t wait to see what happens next. One thing for sure, there are more books coming.