Brave. Crazy. Reckless. Scary. Exciting.

These are some of the comments I’ve had on my decision to take a voluntary redundancy from my public service job. For me though, it wasn’t really my decision. The decision made itself.

This is probably the only opportunity I will ever have to take the money and run – and use the money to back myself chasing my Big Dream: being a writer. A real one. Not the sort of one who writes internal newsletters, but the kind of one who writes books and gets stuff published out in the real world.

Other people at work are umming and aahing about taking a package. It’s simple: it’s not for them. If you’re worried about finding a new job and how you’re going to pay the mortgage, why put yourself under more financial pressure by choosing to walk away from a secure job? For me though, because I’m following what is in my heart, I know the money stuff will take care of itself. Yes I have a mortgage, and yes, my payout won’t last forever. But it’s enough to have a go.

I would rather jump into the unknown to have a crack at being a full-time writer and fail, than sit in my secure grey cubicle for the rest of my life, wondering what could have been.

posted by Kelly
Filed under: My brand new writing career