For years, I spent my days plotting an escape from cubicle life. Well, in October, I quit plotting and pulled the trigger. As of November 1, I began voluntarily unemployed or self-employed, depending on your perspective.I plan to do some freelance writing and marketing work, but for now, I’m finishing the novel that I’ve been working on for two years. I’ve also nearly completed a second in the series thanks to NaNoWriMo or National Novel Writing Month. Congratulate me! I successfully completed 50,000 words in 30 days. It took me nearly two years to get that far on novel #1. Being un/self-employed is paying off already from a writing productivity perspective.
For the entire month of October, all the final details of wrapping up work consumed me. I couldn’t imagine this thing that had dominated nearly every waking moment of my life for the past five years (or longer, I worked there nearly 15) suddenly going away. But then it just disappeared. I was watching a workshop from Creative Live about turning your creative passion into a paying career, and one of the speakers talked about how invested we can become in something that doesn’t match our goals. We can stake out that land and defend it like it’s life or death, but once you realize that it doesn’t hold meaning for you, you can let it go. And you look back and wonder how you were so defensive of a land you had no interest in inhabiting. It’s surprising how quickly you just move on. Surprising and refreshing.