To Sleep when I'm Tired and Write when I'm Inspired
It sounds idyllic, doesn't it?
Life is never that simple, of course. Any big accomplishment requires (usually substantial) amounts of just plain hard work, and writing excellent fiction is no exception.
But so much of my life, I've had to go to sleep when my mind and spirit were ready to write, even if my body wasn't ready for sleep, so I could get up before I felt really rested and be awake enough to go sit in somebody else's desk all day being coherent and competent and productive until quitting time.
Mind you, there are many things I like about the day job I chose, since I had to choose one (I am reasonably certain I would have lost fingers to factory work). There are definitely things I will miss about it (the work itself, not just the regular paychecks). These last few days, especially, I've been told I've been doing an excellent job there, and will be missed.
But I have another dream, work that I love more. I have been trying to do this work in my off hours, but with limited success.
And even though I'll doubtless trade the positive performance reviews for a significant proportion of virtual rejection slips, I'm excited to be doing this.
I feel so lucky that I can start to work at making my dreams real in my own "on" hours.
Life is never that simple, of course. Any big accomplishment requires (usually substantial) amounts of just plain hard work, and writing excellent fiction is no exception.
But so much of my life, I've had to go to sleep when my mind and spirit were ready to write, even if my body wasn't ready for sleep, so I could get up before I felt really rested and be awake enough to go sit in somebody else's desk all day being coherent and competent and productive until quitting time.
Mind you, there are many things I like about the day job I chose, since I had to choose one (I am reasonably certain I would have lost fingers to factory work). There are definitely things I will miss about it (the work itself, not just the regular paychecks). These last few days, especially, I've been told I've been doing an excellent job there, and will be missed.
But I have another dream, work that I love more. I have been trying to do this work in my off hours, but with limited success.
And even though I'll doubtless trade the positive performance reviews for a significant proportion of virtual rejection slips, I'm excited to be doing this.
I feel so lucky that I can start to work at making my dreams real in my own "on" hours.