Inspiration and Sleep-Deprivation
Hi Michelle, thanks for the guest post opportunity! It's especially fun to write it when I'm so well-rested. YES, I am writing this post as a fully-rested human in the midst of several vacation days.
For ninety-five percent of the time though, this human and "well-rested" do not go together AT ALL.
It's the story of a full-time corporate rat with dreams of being a successful author, and it's frickin' tiring!
It's not just writers; it could be musicians, book bloggers, painters, bakers, it could be anyone at all with a passion outside the "nine-to-five."
We all have that one thing in common, that drive to do something different, even if it's only possible on evenings and weekends.
What's wrong with us?
I guess that's a different question for a psychiatric-themed blog, but in this case, that insane and sometimes ill-advised drive is the reason why I've published two books.
This post reminds me of last month, when I was enjoying a bottle of wine with one of my best friends on her birthday. She said that watching me embark on this publishing journey has made her look into her own life, and wonder why she doesn't have a crazy passion too. First I laughed in her face, then I told her that all of this was only the end result, and everything before it had often felt scary and lonely and uncertain. I described the many Saturday nights I'd been sequestered in my room madly writing, when I knew that she and others like her were out having a blast. I told her how terrifying it was, to wonder if I was wasting my time and my sleep-deprived youth, for something that may never, ever, ever be successful.
She looked at me with horror and drank more wine.
There's an obvious upside to the sacrifice, and that's the satisfaction of each additional stranger that tells me they loved my book. That's what it's all about: writing what I love, and impacting others with those words, in some small way at least. I love that feeling so much, that I will spend 2012 writing and releasing book 2 in the "Year of the Chick" series, even with a full-time job, three-hour-a-day commute, and an urge to go to the gym so I can keep fitting into my clothes.
I will do it all, because…at the end of the day…there is anti-aging under-eye cream.
Cheers, and I hope you'll enjoy "Year of the Chick," a humorous quest to find love and avoid arranged marriage (not based on real life at all…*cough*).
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I am Canadian, and here are some strange personal facts:
-I wore denim-top-to-bottom in high school (there is a direct inverse relationship between how much denim I wore and how few tongues were launched down my throat at school dances...or anywhere in high school at all).
-I'm continually baffled by that Malaysian baby whose father let him smoke two packs of cigarettes a day. That baby had so many fat rolls, and I thought cigarettes were supposed to be slimming.
-I always hated those insufferable couples who would cuddle and make out on the subway...until I became half of one. But now I'm back to being none of one so I hate them again.
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