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Not Safe, Not Sorry

My husband and I have embarked on a pretty cool adventure. I’m both terrified and excited.

As of Sunday, we moved out of our apartment, and store our stuff at my parents’ house. We have driven down to New York to visit my in-laws. We’ll be sort of using their house as a hub, from here visiting his friends family since he hasn’t been back in the US since last May, and I’ve not met a lot of his family since we were married in a small ceremony in Canada, and his family is huge.  I’ve never been to Vermont, and I’ve missed his friends – whom I also consider my friends – so I’m very excited.

After a month in New York, we’ll be heading down to Delaware, where my extremely generous aunt and her partner have a house. We will be house sitting for them, and while there my husband – who is American – can work, and I can write.

I can write, for four months, without a care in the world.

This is an amazing opportunity for us. It gives my husband a chance to get work experience to pad his resume, and gives me an opportunity to write uninterrupted for months, hopefully getting a jump on books and my blog.  The scary part comes in when I realize how uncertain our position is.

Neither of us are employed right now, and the chances of me getting my first book published – even my second or third! – aren’t great. I’ve looked into self-publishing, too, but the book nerd in me just wants to see my book on a bookshelf in a bookstore through an actual publisher.

We’re taking a lot of risks to fulfill my dream, and it’s scary, but I’m glad we’re doing it now. We won’t do it later, when both have secure jobs and a baby. Maybe when I’m retired, a long time from now, but I won’t be able to enjoy it as long when I’m seventy-five and, hopefully, preoccupied with grand-babies. And even then, who says I’m guaranteed that long? Not to be a downer, but life is short. I figure, I’m young now. Why not  spend my life doing what I love? It’s not safe, but I’m not sorry. I’m happier than I’ve been in months. Years, maybe.

So, expect regular posts now, and writing updates. I am going to be rigorous in my writing.

Yes.

 

 

2 thoughts on “Not Safe, Not Sorry

  1. Wow! That’s amazing. I wish I could stay somewhere inspiring and just write for a few months. Good luck to you! Are you writing in a particular genre?

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  2. I write mostly urban high fantasy, as well as straight fiction, and detective fiction that leans a little towards noire. Mostly I’m trying to find my voice again! I lost it for a while, but travelling around and reducing stress to approximately zero has helped a lot in getting back into what I love ^.^”

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