Writing – here or in my journal or my short stories or script beginnings – is not bringing in the dough. Part of that is due to my crippling self-doubt, poor time commitment, and easy distractibility to what’s ‘urgent’ vs important. Technically, its only been 22 days of active job searching, but its been almost a year of trying to figure out what’s next.
I’m nearing 50 (despite still feeling 29 inside,) and transitioning to a new career is a big deal. Or maybe I’m just making a big deal out of it. This is where I’m at today. No apologies.