Well, it’s finally official. I have quit my job to focus on writing full-time.
Technically, I’m still with the company until the end of March, but when April hits, I will be a free woman. I’m equal parts exhilarated and terrified right now, especially since I don’t have a part time job lined up yet. But you know what? THAT’S OKAY. This isn’t the first time I’ve done something crazy like this before, and that last one worked out pretty well, and everything within me tells me that this is right, this is right, a little mantra inside like a heartbeat. This. Is. Right. This is the moment I take a really big step toward living the life I want to live. I wasn’t happy where I was. I was happy on my days off, when I actually could write and I could make a little effort at networking and joining blog tours and all that. I’ve been with my company for quite some time now, and I really didn’t like the direction it was going, so I would continue to be unhappy, and that would really suck.
I’m free. The road ahead is likely to be rough and bumpy and a little stressful trying to make ends meet, but you really can’t put a price on that liberation and excitement that goes along with finally deciding that, yes, I will fully commit myself to my dream.
For the first time in a very long time, I feel like I can breathe again. Here’s to a lot of great things in the near future.