The Rollercoaster of a Writer's Life
Every morning, as the sun peeks over the horizon, I find myself sitting in front of my computer, a cup of steaming coffee in hand. The screen flickers to life, and with it, the anticipation builds. This is the moment that will make or break my day.
It all started a while ago, this addiction of mine. An addiction not to substances, but to the thrill of creation, the exhilaration of putting words on a page and weaving them into stories. Stories that have the power to touch hearts, to change minds, to transport readers to worlds they've never imagined.
On a good day, the earnings from my writing soar high, exceeding expectations. The feeling is exhilarating, a stark contrast to the monotony of my day job. A job that pays the bills, but fails to ignite the passion that writing does. On such days, I find myself dreaming of an escape plan, a future where I can bid goodbye to my day job and embrace writing full-time.
But then, there are the not-so-good days. Days when the earnings are a mere trickle, a poor party of a payday. Days when the words refuse to flow, when the stories seem to dry up. Days when I question my ability, my worth as a writer. But even on these days, I persist. I remind myself of the monthly target I've set, the daily average I need to meet. I remind myself that every word I write, every story I tell, brings me one step closer to my goal.
Writing is a rollercoaster, a journey filled with highs and lows. But it's a journey I wouldn't trade for anything else. Because at the end of the day, it's not just about the earnings. It's about the joy of creation, the thrill of seeing my words come to life. It's about the connection I make with my readers, the impact my stories have on their lives. And most importantly, it's about staying true to my passion, to the writer in me.
So here's to the rollercoaster of a writer's life. Here's to the good days and the not-so-good ones. Here's to the stories yet to be told, the words yet to be written. And here's to the hope that one day, the earnings will pick up enough to provide an escape plan, a future where I can embrace writing full-time. Until then, I'll keep writing, keep dreaming, and most importantly, keep believing.