I’m not really a writer, but I play one on T.V.
At least, that’s how I felt until a few months ago despite
having written and published 7 works.
The honest truth is that the journey to becoming a writer has been more
of a spiritual exercise than anything else. What the hell does that mean? It’s a very long story, but here’s the gist in
a few hundred words…
For 15 years, I worked long hours, managing millions for
several global companies. The joke is
that I knew from day 1 it wasn’t my calling. But my MBA wasn’t free, and I needed to live. Like most folks, I got married, had kids, and
strapped myself to a mortgage. I can’t
say I was unhappy. The money was great.
I got to travel the globe. I learned
enough about business to write fifty books. But every day I went to work, missing my kids and
wondering if this was it for me. Turns
out, it wasn’t.
I remember the moment clearly. It was a freezing winter morning (that’s
anything in the 30s for us Californians), and I stood on the elevated train
platform with a hundred other commuters, bundled up in wool coats and
gloves. Shivering and feeling miserable,
I glanced at the people around me. It
felt like standing in line for the morgue instead of waiting for the train to
San Francisco. The sun was just coming
up over the horizon of rolling green hills, and that’s when I said to myself,
“If I ever find what it is I’m really supposed to be doing, I’ll do it. I’ll
kill myself to make it happen. ” Who was
I speaking to? I don’t know. The Universe, myself, the gods? But a few months later I woke up with the urge
to write a book, the thought never having crossed my mind, and I knew I had to
do it. So I did, and it was…so great! Fun, challenging, creative—completely
fulfilling. Like a vitamin for the soul.
Fast forward several years to a few months ago when I
finally saw my first book sitting on a shelf at Barnes and Noble. That’s when it finally hit me! “Oh wow. I really am a writer. This is what I love to do.”
It was hard to let go of 15 years in a career, but this week
is the last at my day job. And while I
can’t say I won’t ever go back to the corporate world, today I am a writer. Today, I’m doing what I love—making people
smile!! It doesn’t get much better.
Ironically, my novella, ACCIDENTALLY…CIMIL? is coming out at
the same time. She is the insane,
slightly tormented goddess who hears voices in her head and fears nothing!
What’s the one the step you could take today that might move
you closer to your dream? Leave a comment for a chance to win one of two digital copies of my book!
May the Universe inspire you to find your path, too!
Mimi
***Mimi's winners are Mary Preston and Dalitza Morales! Please email totebag@authorsoundrelations.com with your details!***
***Mimi's winners are Mary Preston and Dalitza Morales! Please email totebag@authorsoundrelations.com with your details!***
8 comments:
My dream had always been to own a book store but sadly with being on disability I don't think it will be possible. But it was a dream I had most of my life. Now if I won the lottery I could have my dream and my family could run it while I just read the books.
If I won the lottery and money to support myself was no limit, I'd also open a bookstore. Quiet, fun and I could read all day :) Congrats on the series!!! Thanks for sharing!
My dream would be to live up on the coast. I have family there, but I doubt they would want me to move in on a permanent basis. Visits keep the dream alive for now.
My dream is and always has been to be a mommy, wife and photographer. My dream has come true. ~Cathy Lincoln
Wow, that was beautiful :) I feel like Cathy, I have everything I want (family, friends, health). But if I wanted more, it would be to have the same courage you did, leave the corporate world and do something to help others. What? I still don't know.
It's not hard to make the leap when I've got such great people helping me!
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