In The Reddzone

Have you ever felt so strongly about something that you took a leap of faith, even when the world around you seemed to be saying, “Are you out of your mind?” That’s precisely what I did recently. I quit my job. Yes, smack dab in the middle of a pandemic.

Now, that’s one way to start a conversation, right?

When I share my story, a flood of questions often come pouring in. Top of the list? “How do you intend to spend this new phase of your life?” I reply, “I plan to write.” Then, the inevitable follow-up, “Couldn’t you write in your spare time?” Of course, many authors juggle full-time careers with their passion for writing. I’ve been doing it for two decades. But given the unpredictable turns of our world, isn’t it high time we chase our dreams beyond our current circumstances?

Rewind a little. Ever since childhood, I’ve been entranced by the magic of storytelling. I was the solitary child with a stack of notebooks, each one filled with my imaginative tales. A dream was budding: I envisioned myself as a published author.

Life, however, had its twists and turns. My ambition of studying in the vibrant writer’s hub of New York City was overshadowed by decisions I made in my younger years. Instead, I found myself in a state school that, though it celebrated the arts, lacked the creative incubation I yearned for.

While many friends thrived in the entertainment industry, my passion lay with the written word. I channeled this passion into creating a web series, Wandering Falls – before web-series were even a thing. But as work commitments grew, my storytelling took a backseat.

Speaking of work, I began my professional journey at fifteen. From restaurants to property management, I’ve tried my hand at a mosaic of jobs. The latest was the most lucrative and demanding. It was also the farthest from my heart’s true calling: writing.

Perhaps the universe was trying to send me a sign. I found myself grappling with health challenges and an underlying sense of unfulfillment. It dawned upon me: while a hefty paycheck might symbolize success for many, it did little to light up my soul.

Throughout my stories, my protagonists have always mirrored my own aspirations. They were writers, dreamers, explorers. Now, I’m eager to align my own story with theirs. It’s my turn to wholly embrace writing.

Sure, leaving a stable job raises eyebrows and evokes concerns. People have cautioned me, celebrated with me, and shared their own hidden desires. With plans up my sleeve, including a new opportunity that resonates with my writer’s heart, I’m excited about this leap.

So here I am, on the precipice of a new beginning. I’m ready to delve deep into my writing projects, maybe even resolve old cliffhangers. Most importantly, I’m ready to breathe and cherish every moment.

For the first time in ages, the horizon looks promising and filled with stories waiting to be penned.

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