So, a couple of months ago, Jenni gave me a book. She said (and I probably dismissed it even though I shouldn’t have, because she really is a very brilliant person whom I need to listen to more often) that she thought it would be good for me to read because it really aims at a problem I have in my life. I read the first several chapters and then put it down and haven’t gone back to it. Yet.
It’s called Quitter, and basically talks about how people have these dream jobs that they want to do someday, but they hold themselves back because they’re waiting for the time when they can afford to do the dream job. And the point in the book (at least that I’ve read so far) is that if you wait for that day, you’ll never do what you really want to do.
So the goal is to sort of dual-task–work your steady job and use it as the source of regular income, benefits and potential advancement that it is, but actually put the effort into the dream job and try to make it work with the plan that some day, the dream job will be going well enough so that you can give up the steady job because it’s actually getting in the way of the dream job.
Here’s the thing: I read the first third or so of that book and put it down and didn’t really think about it because I dismissed it. I’ve got a steady job that wasn’t that bad (at the time), and my family needs me to keep working. I dismissed what the book said until today. Because in the midst of the chaos that exists in my life right now, it dawned on me that this is November 1st.
What’s November 1st got to do with anything, you ask? You’ll recall NaNoWriMo from last year, the online effort to encourage people to get creative and write a novel in a month…So it’s begun. I made myself promise to actually work on this. And the writing has started. But not only on the novel, but also on another project, this one something that Patrick and I can work on together.
So there’s the figment of a plan here. A goal to work on that serves two roles: one is to give me more motivation at work, because not liking your job every day is really bad for you, but also to get me writing and doing what I really, really want to be doing. Because ultimately, that’s the way out.
See you tomorrow.