Right around the time this post hits today, I’ll be finalizing the sale of my house, quitting my job, and ending my life in Montana. We’ve already got a new place in Oregon and now it’s time to truly cut the ties to my old life. What that means is that I’ll be leaving academia and writing full time, and possibly teaching a bit. My husband has benefits and if nothing goes wrong, we should be able to pay the bills on his salary for awhile, though it will be tight. Of course we discovered this week that we may have to put out a lot of money to fix something, and we are still waiting to find out if insurance will cover it. So the notion that nothing will go wrong is not likely and definitely not smart to count on. We have some savings to cushion us. The real question is what will I make? Right now I’m between contracts, so I have no idea. I haven’t tried self-publishing because I’ve not had a chance to, though now I should have time to complete something on spec. So basically, aside from royalties, which are relatively minor, I have no specific earnings coming in.
We’ve planned as much for this move as we can. There are many reasons for moving and me leaving my job, not the least of which are opportunities and education for my kids, a job for my husband, and leaving a toxic work environment for me. I had little choice. We laid the foundation for moving over the course of several years, paying down loans, saving money, finding my husband a job with benefits, and so on. I didn’t want to be between book contracts, but that is my reality and I have to work with it.
I have a lot of hope that self-publishing will offer me avenues to be successful even should I not sell again to a big house (though I fervently hope I will). That’s worse case scenario thinking and it’s important to plan for the worst. I can’t afford rose-colored glasses at this point.
Anyhow, I want to commemorate this day here as the beginning of the next phase of my life, one of great writing productivity and joy. So raise a glass for me, if you will, and go tell your friends to read my books. Happy Independence Day of a whole nuther sort. Let Freedom Ring!