I have good news. Okay, great news. Super great news.
(I’m not pregnant and I didn’t find and agent – those are always the first things people ask when I say I have “good news.” I thought I’d better clear that up right away.)
My super great news is my husband is graduating and will start working as a Mechanical Product Design Engineer on June 1. (He loves how that title sounds. I do too.) The job is here in Mississippi.
What does this mean for me? It’s more than a bigger apartment, a dog, and no more basing our lives around exams. It’s more than watching my husband’s dream come true, though that is wonderful. This is great for me because…
I’m quitting my day job!
No more of this 8 to 5, wake-up-at-7am nonsense. No more squeezing in writing time during lunch breaks. I’m going to be a full-time writer!
…an unpaid, non-published full-time writer, but still.
When you think about it, non-published authors do much the same stuff as the published ones. That’s the great thing about being a writer. If you want to be a dancer or an actor, you need other people’s permission to do what you love. You can't get on stage if the directors don't like you. With writing, it will always be me, at my desk, wearing yoga pants and fuzzy socks, with my computer.
Just the thought of living in yoga pants is enough to make me excited.
This is all I’ve ever wanted to do and all I’m ever going to do. Even as a college freshman, my goals were centered on the idea of me being at home, typing away. It’s my first and last job.
I’m gonna be living the dream, baby!