Or the Return of the "Writer Leslie."
Where had I gone, you ask. Ask! I know you care :)
I had gone to HTML land. A land of curious rules, where strict adherence to those rules was the only way to get through the maze that led to the golden prize. The coveted A.
Why you ask? Well that is the beginning and the end of the journey.
I love designing websites. I love designing digital scrapbook pages and working in Photoshop with textures and colors and all the pretty cool things you can do with programs like PS and Dreamweaver and Flash and......
I knew I couldn't stay in my part time job forever, it was sucking me dry...dessicatedly dry. So I thought I would try and add a website design business to my already crammed life.
About a month ago, after weeks and weeks of 20 + hours of homework (yes, for a 3 credit class) and knowing I had 27 more credits of this kind of intensity to get my certificate, fate smiled on me. My best buddy Audra and fellow scribe, chatted with me over coffee about writing, or my lack thereof. She knew I loved designing websites, I did hers, and yet she knew I wasn't totally happy.
Then a few minutes after I left Audra, my bro called me on the cell phone (he NEVER calls me on the cell phone) and asked how my writing was coming and did I know about Script Frenzy?
THEN the next day, T, another faithful friend and fellow scribe, asked how my non-writing was making me feel as we sat in Panera for lunch.
I drove home slowly (I never drive slow) and realized I was miserable.
I went straight to my husband's home office and said we needed to talk. RIGHT NOW. That kinda shocked him.
I told him I still wanted to design websites, but not for a living. I wanted to write, to go back to writing.
Then a huge smile broke out and he basically said "Terrific, Finally and Thank God" or something along those lines. He reminded me that I'd been writing for so long and loved it too much and have too much going for me to suddenly move into a new career.
I burst into tears.
I'd forgotten, after telling everyone else, that there are new horizons for us writers to sell our work, to find an audience a market. I hadn't listened to my own words or taken my advice.
Doing what we love, be it full time, part time or minute-by-minute time is important to our well being. I'm not trying to be "granola" here, or Pollyanna. But time moves swiftly and we have to be happy and productive, have something to look forward to, someone to love and something to do.
So, I've given myself a year at my PT job, then I'm done! Yes, really. I have to find health insurance and a few other things, but most of all I can WRITE and know deep in my heart that I'm doing the right thing and I'm on the right path.
So listen to your heart and find a way to make it happen.
~Leslie Ann aka LA aka "Leslie the Writer"