In just over three months time, I’ll be taking a year away from dayjobbery and seeing how close I can get to generating a full time freelance writing career. For the next couple of months I’ve the luxury of preparation time, trying to figure out how to make it work and putting some things in place that will pay off down the line (maybe). Then, at the end of September, I’ll take the leap, put all of this into practice, and see if I’m right about any of it. You can browse previous entries here.
I’ve been in Scotland again this week. It’s been a com[lete bust on almost all matters of writing or planning. It’s not a wholly bad thing, because I now own a house to move into when the year of the Freelance Leap concludes.
And in the house, there is an office. That’s what I achieved this week, in terms of the whole freelance plan. If the year goes well enough that I can continue further as a full time writer, this is where I’ll do it.
As you can tell from the photo it’s a bit of a blank canvas at the moment, and that feels about right. I don’t know how close I’ll be to making a living at this fiction writing thing when I take up residence there. I don’t have the faintest idea how the plans I have will work out in practice. I can make reasonable assumptions about what I’ll be doing for the next twelve months or so, but after that there’s a fork in the road. Either I’ll be writing full time, or I’ll be making a living doing some not-writing-thing. There is now a real-world focus for the year, an actual place I’m trying to get to.
It’s exciting, but this has been a scary week too. Being back in Scotland makes the ambition much more real, and the deadline much closer than it ever feels when I’m thinking about it 4000 miles away in New Delhi. Everything becomes a bit more concrete when your idea has actual walls, and you start worrying about whether you can pay to heat it. I’ve asked myself the question again – do I really want to do this?
The answer is yes, of course. Having little glimpses of what resettling in Glasgow might be like has only made me want it more.
I’m flying back to India in a couple of hours, and there are nothing but big tasks ahead. We’ll see whether I measure up to them.