I consider myself a writer first and foremost, but I do have a day job. A pays-the-bills(ish) job. A well-crap-the-kids-gotta-have-health-insurance job. And while in some ways that takes the pressure off of my writing (I’m not going to live in a cardboard box if my latest book doesn’t sell well), there are other pressures that it adds.
For instance, when I’m at work I can’t be blogging. Torture! There are so many good blog ideas that go floating through my head when I’m there, and there’s nothing I can do about it. Okay, okay, so I’m not completely helpless since I can jot them down in my note app on my phone. But sometimes the gibberish I put in there doesn’t make sense three days later, or even three hours later, and I’m left with the agony of a good idea that’s died.
I’ve considered jumping off the cliff of workdom and seeing if I can fly. Quitting my job is scary, but trying to build up a side business while working full time, going to school, and raising three kids is freaking insane. I was thinking about all of this earlier today (at work), and it made me question myself:
Why didn’t I save a nice little chunk of money so I could freelance full time? Well that one’s easy to answer: I have kids, therefore I have no money.
What was I thinking buying a brand new car and burying myself under payments? That one took me a minute, but I realized the car purchase came about six months before I remembered I had dreams once, and that it was time to live them (or at least start to).
Why haven’t I been blogging longer? I didn’t think I had anything to say. And right at first, coming up with blog post ideas seemed impossible. Now that I’ve become more comfortable with it, the floodgates have opened!
Where am I going with all this? Well, stay tuned. I can tell you that I’m close enough to the edge of the cliff that my toes are dangling.
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