Writing life after Retirement

I’m Retired!!!

They say to wait until you make enough money writing to replace your job before you quit. My social security pretty much covers what I made at my part-time job. So, I think that qualifies.  Now that we are at last empty-nesters, our expenses have dropped significantly. I’ve worked part-time in some capacity for over 20 years. And before that, I homeschooled my five children for 15 years. Yep, and I still have most of my mind intact.

Choosing my own time to write.

I am a morning person. My most creative time is before noon. On my days off from work, I devoted my mornings to writing. Now I have every morning to write. Some may feel the need to hit the ground running. Me? I’d trip and fall in the process. Last week as my first full week of retirement. I took it slow. I need to figure out my new normal. Design a schedule that works for me and my husband. He is a writer too. We are also doing some rehab on our home and have ten grandchildren to spend time with. Did I mention I have five children? They have spouses. So yeah, it’s easy to get distracted from my writing goals.

Why retire?

When I was asked why I was retiring, I replied it’s time. I needed to devote more time to the thing I love—crafting stories. The company I worked for is now a new company under new management and the changes were—well changes. And some new software is on the way.

It was time. Stress from work made it hard to focus on writing. Wearing a mask for hours made me exhausted at the end of the day. And I’d felt God ‘s nudge back in 2019 that 2020 would be the year I would retire.

Is writing a real job?

Some who asked were the people who work those few-hours-a-week jobs to keep themselves busy. They had no idea how busy I would be writing every day. Most people haven’t a clue about all that is involved in creating a novel and marketing it. Even my son asked if I was going to get another job. He knows I have novels published. Yet, in his mind, it’s not a job. I love the sweet man and let his remark fade in the background.

Picking up the pace

Now on week two, I am ready to hit the ground at a quick walk. I have a to-do list and have scheduled my day to include time for things other than writing. I need to learn new marketing and find ways to improve my social media presence to name a few.  I’m more rested, less stressed, and looking forward to the days ahead. I’m sure I’ll continue to adjust my schedule as I navigate my new normal. So far it is everything I imagined it would be.

Have you retired from your job to write full-time? What does your day look like? Curious minds want to know.

 

 

Processing Rejection and Life Events

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This has not been the week I’d hoped it’d be. This has not been the month so far, I expected. Good thing I didn’t join NANOWRIMO because most of my days have had zero writing in them from November 1st.

I’ve always been told life happens and you need to adjust. Well, a family member recovering from a stroke is a definite life event my husband and I weren’t expecting? (Family member is not hubby and will remain anonymous.) The patient is recovering well but having my day interrupted with home health care nurses and physical therapist is not conducive to writing.

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Award and Rejection

Those of you who follow me on Facebook saw my announcement of winning the Maxwell Award for Secrets & Charades. Third place is awesome considering the point spread between first and third was minimal. That was on Saturday. Just two hours after Bride in Disguise (The sequel to S & C) was rejected by the pub board. So, that put a damper on the award. I don’t get emotional over these things immediately.  Rather, I have a delayed reaction. So, this week was grief and confusion mode for me. I’m sensing I need to just knuckle down and rewrite the thing to resubmit. (They said I could.)

I imagine I won’t start until next week or even December. Why? Rejection takes times to process. Courage takes time to emerge. And with health care workers invading my space I get overwhelmed. Honestly, health care workers are one more acrobat standing on the shoulders of other unexpected trials over the past few years.

Adjusting to life

Once my emotions and brain have wrapped themselves around the new normal, I will get back in the writing groove. This blog is a day late because Wednesday was the apex of my emotional downer. Thursday things seemed more normal. So, I’m posting on Friday to keep my two posts a week going.

I want to ask what you do when the acrobats of need weigh down your emotions and stymie your writing life? Please leave a comment.

 

Also, congratulations to Heather Roberts the winner of Shellie Arnold’s eBook Abide in Me.