Sunday, November 20, 2016

On Writing

So its been years since I wrote anything other than work emails. Sad. I have become a champion reader though, so there's that.

Read an article today by an author who decided never to worry about where his next meal is coming from, so he didnt bother holding down a regular job to finance his writing. Did odd jobs whenever he needed some money. Being in a demanding career, wanting to do well at my job, seems to be throttling my dream to write. Self doubt at all times. Would it really be a smart choice to unfocus from work and focus on a dream? There's the mortgage, the life style, the holidays, a growing son to provide for.

I am a wannabe writer who has never put his passion to practice. Is a novel really in me? Right now, I dont know if there is even a chapter in me, fuck the novel. I dont know, but I want to find out.