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Does that mean I’m now working for free?

I’ve always wanted to write, to really be a full time writer.  To truly immerse myself in the craft, not worry about a “day job.”  I didn’t realize it when we got married, but my husband is actually helping to make one of my dreams come true.  I know that sounds corny, but it’s true.

Of course, I knew that marrying him and moving to Finland would allow me the opportunity to write.  He is constantly reminding me, any time I say, “I won’t have a job,” that I do, actually.  “Your job is to write.”  And he’s quite adamant about it.  I secretly wonder if he’ll be checking my word count every night.

So yes, I knew that I would get the chance to do something I’ve always wanted to do.  And I knew it was because of Hubster.  But I didn’t quite connect the dots until today.  He is actually making my dreams come true.  I was in a bookstore the other day and bought a book on writing, and the cashier asked if I was a writer.  I barely hesitated before saying, “Yes.”  Without any qualifiers.  Not “aspiring writer,” not “I’m going to try to write.”  Yes, I am a writer.

Today is my last day at work.  Hubster would hate me saying that, so I’ll rephrase.  Today is my last day at this job, where I get a pay check.  I won’t get another paycheck for a couple of years (even if I do write the next Hunger Games, I may not get a paycheck for a couple of years).  After today, I will be a “kept woman.”  Relying on my husband to support me.  There’s something so…unfeminist about that.  It’s a very strange feeling.

And then a new thought (put into my head by a friend):  Now I have nothing keeping me from realizing my dreams…except myself.  If I fail, it’s well and truly because of me.

No pressure or anything…

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