The Future

About a year ago, I decided it was time to write. I wrote sporadically and never really made time to write. When I finally dug into Beacon of Sound, I was obsessed. I worked on the book for hours on end. Usually my writing sessions would occur at 2 am when my entire family was asleep. During this time, I was still expected to show up to work on time, cook a meal every day, referee fights, and be a full time master's student. At certain points I was close to the brink of insanity. Fast forward to July 2014, I am now a published author. Along my journey I realized my school work was taking a back seat in my world. When I started my Master’s program, I was in love with my future profession. After 3 years of pushing through papers and juggling life I was mentally exhausted. I woke up today wondering what my future would look like. A year from now, will I be an author who is somewhat recognized and still struggle with loving my profession enough to finish? Will I be an author so in love with her work and fans that my profession will become a thing of the past. Crystal balls are quite expensive and the last one I purchased is broken. Due to my lack of foresight, I have no idea what my future will be. I can honestly say I am a little terrified. I let go of my writing once before and I am not willing to part with it again. It seems I may have just answered my own question. Well until next time, stay naughty because you’re good at it.
R.M.