330 days

I am planning on retiring. And this is my diary to countdown the days.

330 days until.

I can’t wait to be a writer. I have taken time off to be one at various times in my life and at those times, I thought this was my crack at it, my only crack, and by the time it was over, I had to be making money, or would have failed, which of course I did. What I learned from these experiments, though, was that you could not be a successful writer by taking off six months, or even a year, with the hopes that you would strike it rich, so that you could continue. Instead, you had to find a sustainable way to keep going. And I never did.

Now, for the first time in my life, I won’t need to earn money. I will have the opportunity to be a writer into perpetuity. This is the way (a nod to Star Wars day, for those of you who understand it – May the 4th be with you). It takes time to grow and develop, and I am looking forward to it. 

What will I write, you ask? Anything. Everything. Nothing (or a story about nothing). I will figure that out. It doesn’t matter, because it is a way of life. It is not a career; it is a practice. It is a spiritual journey. It is about becoming. It is about being. It will define itself. And I won’t sit here today, so many days out, and make promises. I won’t even promise that you will ever get to read anything (although if you asked me, I could give you something to read today.  You’re reading this). I do have ideas. But ultimately the writing will take me where it wants to go.


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