What is my dream job?
To write full time. That is to say, I’d be making enough from my writing to quit any other kind of work.
That’s not easy to do. Very few make enough from their writing, books or otherwise, to not have another job. Most of us do both. And to be honest…that’s my next-top dream job. I’m living it right now! That feels so, soooo good to say. I’ve worked for this for a long, long time. There’s an entire era of my life, about the entire decade of my thirties, where the goal was to finally transition into the “forever job.” Things had always been temporary before that. I was always doing something just long enough to then be able to do something else.
Not anymore. I could do what I do now forever. Truly. Would I love to have my books reach the point where they pay for everything I need? Yes, absolutely. I am working towards that. But…working “towards” that already feels like something I can do forever, and that’s a massive, massive relief. It helps me live in the here and now, not waiting for a future that may or may not come to pass.
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So…I stayed up until like 2am last night. I just wasn’t tired. So I kept reading. And then I got close to finishing the book, so I kept reading more. And then, I finally finished the book around 2am and promptly fell asleep after that.
The Terror was good. Really good, actually. It’s not as good as the TV series, though, which is a masterpiece. They made several decision in the series that improved on the book, which is, man…that is RARE. But, the book is still really good. I didn’t think I was going to like it very much at first, but I did by the end. And there was still plenty in the novel that was extra or different in a lovely way.
That meant I did not get up on time. I would have slept four hours, which, no. Getting up on time to start resetting my bio clock is one thing, but depriving myself of a night’s sleep is entirely another thing, and that would have set me back. So, I adjusted my alarm and got up around 9 instead. Joy woke me up, actually. And I took a badass fucking nap. Oh, that nap was so good.
Our house is clean, it’s stocked with food, the pups are here…I’m ready to get back to work. Night night.