My goal at this stage is to make enough money from my writing that I don’t have to return to the kind of absurd job I just left.
That might sound like an impossible goal, or at least a very difficult one, but at this stage merely ‘surviving’ as a writer is highly preferable to the kind of situation I was in previously. If I could earn half of my previous income from writing, I would consider myself very fortunate. If I could earn a quarter, my family could survive comfortably.
Whether that is plausible, or sustainable in the long term remains to be seen.
Here’s what I’ve achieved so far:
In a little over a month I’ve spent more than 80 hours working on articles. That’s just over 3.5 solid hours of work each weekday.
I’ve written 10 viable articles, 5 of which have been published so far. Including drafts, I’ve written more than 20,000 words.
This doesn’t include research time, general reading time, and all the other things I spend my time on, such as my Phd, and changing dirty nappies.
It’s a huge amount of work, and I find I have to keep reminding myself how much I’ve done so I don’t wander around wondering why I feel so fatigued.
I’ve been rejected several times, and while it’s disappointing, the greater frustration lies in not being able to keep working. A successfully published article brings me a great deal of energy and enthusiasm. It confirms that I’m on the right track, and motivates me to write more.
It’s important not to get too dejected when the work slows down. There are always other things to do, like reading and study to expand your knowledge and enrich your understanding. Even though being unable to progress leaves a bad taste in your mouth, it’s important to do something productive, even if it’s just taking a walk or relaxing with friends.
At the same time, dissatisfaction is part of what motivates writers, or at least it motivates me as a writer. I write in part because I am dissatisfied or perplexed or frustrated by aspects of life that aren’t what they ought to be. Writing is a way of trying to bring down to earth a more ideal vision of how the world could be. It’s rarely that explicit, but there’s always some glimmer of excitement and joy at the possibility latent in the language.