That’s right. You heard it here first. The moment has come to make the decision to be a writer and never look back.
John and I moved to the farm more than a year and a half ago. Summers are busy because there’s just so much to do. Winters are a little easier (no grass or fields to mow) but also it gets dark at like 2pm so thank goodness for small miracles.
(I hate doing chores in the dark. John doesn’t seem to mind though.)
Anyway, I’ve been a software developer for a long time. And whatever, it’s fine, but the plan has always been farm + writing, farm + writing, farm + writing. And I finally have the community I need to help me make the leap!
The good is the enemy of the best. Or to paraphrase one of my mentors, often the thing that stands between you and a big audacious goal is a smaller, easier goal.
Who even am I? Taking about setting goals?
The thing is, I haven’t felt capable of setting and achieving a goal in a very long time. At least since my dad died, which was almost two years ago.
I guess the farm thing just kind of happened to us. I mean, everything just fell together and kept falling together, and it was all I could do to hold on.
But now we’re settled. And I’m ready to get moving on some things. I have created space, found my community, and locked in for a ride.
So let’s do it! Time to work some magic on my life.