Leigh recently made one of those breathtaking decisions you rarely hear about – she quit her job to go after her dream. Check out how that is currently working out for her here, then go over to her blog to find out more (link at the bottom of the page):
I didn’t quite believe authors when they mentioned their characters changing the direction of their story. If you’re the one writing, then how can a figment of your imagination change the plot without your permission.
Yet, here I am, just a couple of chapters into my own work in progress. My character’s family was going to be warm and loving but little miss Olivia wasn’t having it. She’s allowed a few relatives to make the grade but the rest belong in the type A, controlling camp. Definitely not what I expected.
But it works.
I sit here in my living room, mug of Irish Breakfast tea to my side. I consider heading to a coffee shop to write for awhile but my current perch seems to be a good fit. I will stay and write at home today.
I’m figuring out this new routine since recently quitting my job. In the coming weeks, I’ll take on other work to pay the bills but for now I have unadulterated time to write. I need only choose where to sit and what to work on: blog, WIP, or guest posts.
In the back of my mind, “use your time wisely” refrains endlessly. Time to get off Twitter and clear my Reader. Put the book away and stop working on the household projects that piled up. Sometimes I listen, sometimes I don’t. August 1 is my unofficial Buckle Down date but in the meantime, this laissez-faire approach seems to be paying off.
No deadlines. Only distractions of my own making. The time and energy to write whenever and whatever I want.
This is what I envisioned for myself.
I don’t know many people who would quit their day job without being published. I’m just a girl with a dream and a blog, after all.
It’s bigger than that though. I quit because work as I knew it was no longer enough. I quit because I wanted to pour into this dream for a specified time and see what would grow as a result. I quit because I’m crazy enough to think I can pull it off.
Even if I fail, I refuse to live life wondering “what if?”
Apparently my character Olivia feels the same way. What if her family wasn’t supportive? What if she’s not following hard after her dream? What if she’s about to lose the one person on her side?
I’d already asked some of these questions as I plotted out the novel. As to the rest, I can’t say where Olivia will lead me. Nor do I know what the next year holds.
Taking risks. Being willing to fail. Acting on dreams.
Our imagination takes us in unexpected directions and I rarely regret when I pay attention.
There are no guarantees. But I’ve always said: I’ll try anything once.
Please take a moment to explore Leigh’s blog HERE.