I’m two weeks into 2017 and I thought I’d take a moment to look back on the previous year.
Some cool accomplishments of 2016:
- I self published my first novel, Tied.
- I quit my job half way through the year to write full time.
- I wrote two more novels.
Some may say that quitting my job wasn’t “cool” or smart. Sometimes, during low moments, I think that too. But when I look back on my day-to-day routine this time a year ago, I wasn’t happy. My job was going nowhere. I had already been cutting back my hours. And in June it was like the eye of the hurricane passed over me. All my projects had finished up and several more were about to ramp up, all of which were undesirable. I took it as a sign and jumped ship, all with the support of family and friends (for which I’m grateful for).
In the last six months of 2016, I wrote about 150,000 words. Two novels worth. That’s what six months did for me. The only way was to develop a writing routine, much like a day job. It wasn’t too difficult, since I had worked up to it over the preceding months. If someone had asked me two years ago if I could write 150,000 words on anything in a year, I would have doubted them. But moving forward each day, trying to meet my quota of 1,000 words per day, the total adds up. And it’s becoming a little easier. 1,000 words per day could equate to four novels per year, but I don’t think I can do that. I’m not sure I’ll ever do that. I’d rather write quality words than fast words. It’s not a race.
I should have my second novel, Vermin, published within the next month or two. And I’m just polishing up the first draft of my third novel, David’s Summer.
Do I miss the day job? Sure, aspects of it. The steady paycheck was nice. My old co-worker is a great guy and I’ve maintained contact with him so far. But feeling like I’ve repaired my creative soul more than makes up for the lack of a paycheck.
I’ll continue to write. I hope you’ll continue to read. I’ll check back in a year and compare notes. 😉