I’m now in the enviable position to have found time and lots of it.
It was made official today at work. My replacement has been hired and once she’s acclimatized to the job, I start my sabbatical.
Now please note that this wasn’t my idea and I feel incredibly guilty for doing this, but it’s an opportunity I can’t afford to turn up. My wife, Sue, says if I don’t do this I will regret it.
So, it is with much trepidation, guilt, fear and a headful of two new books, that I take this big step. Another step along the road of accepting myself as a writer. I still feel like a pretender and I don’t think that will ever change which is a good thing right? It keeps me striving to be better, be different, to try new things.
It gives me time to work on my Wild Words entry, time to see if Appetites has the legs to make a book, time to see if A Grave Interview has strong enough characters to carry the story, time to try my hand at Sci-Fi, time to just… write.
Ok, deep breath now…