I recently quit my day job. Not only does my income take a blow, I become a full-time mom of a three year old and have added more stress on my household. Without my job I lose a sense of who I am. How working customer service became to define me, I can’t tell you. But I became aimless and lost without it. Nearing hopelessness.
I survive the dark times by reminding myself I left my job for a reason. The ultimate reason. I have PASSION. I am passionate about writing and have always been. Nothing in my career life has come close to writing, nothing has been quite a satisfying.
At 27 years old I take the step into the writing world. I become a REAL writer, because I chose to. I am not blindly jumping, I have years of writing experience, years of studying the publishing industry, reading writing blogs, taking classes in both business and writing. I am a newbie, but I won’t always be.
To all out there with a passion: There are some who have hobbies and others who make a living doing what they love. Which do you choose?