This is the introduction to a series of guest posts about moving from our current day jobs and life situations toward our true vocations and life goals.
Do you have each foot in a different life—or a few different lives?
I do. Feels like I’ve been trying to transition from one life to another for as long as I’ve been alive.
There was a time when I almost crossed over from everyday life to being a full-time writer. My short stories and poetry were published, a play was produced and I wrote two novels (bad ones).
Or maybe that time just looks idyllic in retrospect. I was pretty much a single mom to my son and daughter for ten years since my husband was away on business five days a week. Then I went to graduate school and worked part time as a graphic artist, while still being a mom.
After that, I started teaching college and thought I’d found the perfect career. That’s what so many writers do, isn’t it? Teach class, then close the door and immerse themselves in their real work.
But teaching drove me crazy. I couldn’t write and teach, too. The words of my lectures drowned out the words of my fiction.
So I became an editor on a medical journal. At last, silence!
I could write again, but found myself transitioning to a different kind of writing. I’d always written short stories, but now I was trying to write novels. Real ones.
That’s not easy. Short stories are like paintings, novels are like movies. Hardly the same thing at all. I had a lot to learn.
Years passed. My children grew. I moved from New York to Baltimore to San Jose to the Texas Hill Country. I divorced and found a new relationship. I left my editing job, tried working for a literary agent, then went back to the old job.
All the while, the writing continued, stopped, continued, stopped— I don’t know how many times I quit absolutely, positively for the last time.
Finally, I gave up.
Now, whether I write for a few stolen hours a week while working as an editor, succeed and make a living as a novelist, or have to wait to write full time until I’m old enough to retire, I accept that writing fiction is and always has been the focus of my life.
There’s a kind of peace in that.