Quittin' Time

Last Book Read: Positively Fifth Street by James McManus

Before I get into that subject line ...

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Now then, about quitting. Last December I covered the four jobs I had, two of which paid actual money. Life was getting out of balance, Koyaanisqatsi^*. Something had to give. So, last month I gave notice to the night job.

I know. You're not supposed to give up paying work in order to write more, especially if writing isn't paying much, or anything. I'm fortunate the financial risk wasn't great. I wasn't supporting the household by stocking shelves. The job was disruptive and the rationale in leaving it was to better focus on writing.

I had this big post in mind about what I was willing or not willing to sacrifice in order to write. Blah, blah, blah. If you're reading this, and a writer, you've heard all that before. You know the point. This gig takes time. We need to make choices in order to make progress.

Enough said.



^*The film by that name is wonderful, and ironically very peaceful. I have fallen asleep watching it at least a half-dozen times.