It’s been a month since I left my job and started trying to write full time. Seems like another good point for some self-reflection on what’s worked and what hasn’t.
Overall, so far so good. Working on something I love has left me far more relaxed and happy than I would otherwise have been. I’d be happier if I’d sold more of the stuff I’ve been working on this month, but hey, I always knew I wouldn’t see those benefits straight away. Hopefully that’ll pick up before I start getting really anxious about it.
I’ve hit nearly all my goals for the first month. I’ve written a new story every week, blogged more here, done some blogging for other websites, and reviewed my old draft novel for edits (turns out it’s much better than I feared, which is a big relief). The only target I haven’t hit is tendering for freelance writing work. I’m a little annoyed at myself for putting this off, but not surprised. It was always the most daunting objective, and my confidence isn’t not notch at the moment. But I’ve signed up to a couple of freelance websites, so it should go smoothly this coming month.
I’m also learning to pace myself – to get more done while I feel enthusiastic and take things easier when my brain screams no. Being able to do this is one of the great advantages of working for myself, and over time I’ll get better at making the most of it.
Overall? So far so good. I’m not exactly rolling in heaps of money, but I’ve made a little, I’ve improved my peace of mind, and I’ve laid the groundwork for future months. So far so good.