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Decisions

I've made a couple of decisions regarding how much longer I'll write for a living, and under what circumstances. While self-publishing is tempting, and I was leaning toward that last year when it looked like my job might end, I decided against going that route. I have my reasons, but the #1 on that list is that I'm a writer, not a publisher. I discussed this with my publisher during our annual partnership meeting, and we decided to continue working together for as long as we can. After the partnership ends I'm going to retire and just do it for fun.

This is my 24th year of working as a professional writer. I hope to make it to 25 years (which would happen in November 2023), but that's not important. Being happy with my job is. Making these decisions takes a lot of subconscious pressure off me, so I'm quite happy now.

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Comments

Maria Zannini said…
It's amazing how much lighter you feel when you've settled on a decision. Good for you!
nightsmusic said…
I agree with Maria, good for you! Doing what you love to do for as long as it makes you happy is the best thing for your mental and physical health. Jimmy could retire this year, but he truly loves his job and has decided he wants to work until he's 70, as long as he's able to anyway. It makes him happy and since it does, I'm all for that. No one should ever feel like an arbitrary number means it's retirement time.
Lisa Cohen said…
{{{{{hugs}}}}} Making the choice for what is best for you is the right choice.

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