Tuesday, October 14, 2008

The Next Step

Here's the rumpus.

I don't talk much about myself here. Sure, I talk about what I think about and what I like as far as books, music and movies. And I talk about how I raise, or endeavor to raise, my kids. But I don't discuss a lot about what I do.

Or did.

In the last couple of weeks, I've sold my retail business. It's something I'd been working on for over a year and it's finally finished. I bought the little cigar shop almost 10 years ago, taking it over the day after C turned one. It had its ups and downs, I met a lot of good people and made some close friends. My kids saw that it is possible to make your own way in this world.

But it was difficult, it required a lot of my time and thoughts. I worked six days a week for the entire time I owned it, foregoing vacations many years, and that was time away from my kids.

So now I'm going from working for myself to ... working for myself. I'm going to try my hand at freelance writing. This is both thrilling and frightening, and possibly ludicrous, choice for someone who is 38 with four small kids. However, I am lucky to be surrounded by supportive people who assure me that I've made the right move and that they are here to help.

I feel good about this. I look forward to the next stage of my life, of spending more time with my family and doing something that I have always really wanted to do.


[photo by Chip]

5 comments:

Melissa said...

Congratulations. You deserve this. You worked for it. Now spread those wings and go be an insecure, perpetually self doubting artist!

Stephanie said...

To be clear: when I said I support you and I'm here to help, in no way did I mean financially.

Chip said...

Freelance writers don't generally smell as bad as tobacconists. And for that, I am grateful.

dwayne said...

i write for free everyday

good luck

Secret Agent Mom said...

Um, I don't know which freelance writers Chip is hanging out with, but I'm not sure that's an historically supportable statement.