I Am Free!

I had a thought the other day about what it would be like to be financially independent.  My husband is putting the finishing touches on his first full length novel which will join his novella on Amazon in the near future and hopefully will do wonderfully in sales.  He also has countless other projects in the works.  I have published two novellas for purchase on Amazon’s Kindle and Barnes & Noble’s Nook (under a pen name) and have earned sales, although I have promised myself not to check my sales numbers from here on out.  I am currently about 13,000 words into a new project that I hope to have up to novel length and available in print as well as in ebook form.  And, going off a suggestion from my husband, I’m trying to turn a forgotten hobby into some cash and will be putting products on Etsy for sale in the next few weeks.

There is the slight possibility that the two of us could find great success, allowing my husband to quit his office job and focus solely on writing, and allowing me to quit this tedious office job, secure some part time work in a place I enjoy, and allow me more time to focus on my own writing and side projects.  We could move out of this state and take root in Chicago, a city my husband has always wanted to live and one I fell in love with during my trip there for my 29th birthday.  Since the full times jobs for us both would be a thing of the past, daycare for our boy would also be out for good, saving us around $700 a month.  We both would have the freedom to make our own success and do things our own way.

Is it a realistic dream?  Hell, if Snooki and The Situation can make piles of cash for acting like drunk idiots, surely two intelligent people can do the same by actually doing something worthwhile.  I know full well that if I apply myself properly, I can do incredible things.  My husband is an artist when it comes to the written word, as proven in his recently finished novel, and I have no doubt that he will continue to create masterpieces.  But will anyone care?  It’s quite possible his genius could go unnoticed for years and it’s quite possible that the things I’m doing will fail miserably.  But what if it doesn’t?

It may be foolish, but I’ve begun to see this future of us being financially independent and doing what we love to make money as a realistic and tangible thing rather than a silly dream and fantasy.  I want to put my all into this and I want my husband to keep grinding away as he has been doing so we can move up and move on out.  I have no delusions of being a famous actress or singer, putting my faith into something silly, I just know that we have the potential and talent to do something more with ourselves than we’re doing right now.  We are both better than the jobs we currently hold.

Even if I fail, I want to hold onto this attitude and the thought that I am a success who simply has yet to step up.  I want to remain confident that I can achieve things I dreamed of when I was younger.  I can take my love and talent for writing and turn it into my career.  I can take seemingly silly things I have a knack for and use it to turn a profit.  I can believe that my husband will reach the heights he so deserves.  I can desire more and I can make that desire become my reality.  But just in case, keep your fingers crossed for me.


About Jamie C. Baker

“Long time no see. I only pray the caliber of your questions has improved.” - Kevin Smith

Posted on May 9, 2012, in Family, Life, Money, writing and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.

  1. Jim Collins struck a cord with me in his book, “Good to Great: Why some companies make the leap…and others don’t.”

    That book taught me the single greatest threat to greatness is goodness. For ambitious people, talented people, risk-takers, “brush-themselves-off-and-get-back-up-again” type of people…being good is our biggest enemy.

    Since ambitious, talented, risk taking, people tend to at least do “moderately” well financially, personally, etc… we reach a stage where we make more than we really need, we have a comfortable place to live, a decent car, can take a trip now and again without worrying about how we will pay for it…and then it’s all over. We never become GREAT. We are only ever GOOD. Good is being comfortable. Good is being stable. Good is gaining a little weight from good food and good beer.

    I find that fighting good to be great seems to be more work than it was working my way up from nothing to something. I struggled and achieved and pushed because there was always something more that I wanted to be comfortable, but as you check those goals off your to-do list, it becomes harder and harder to justify the same level of effort and risk taking, not to mention the fact that once you have something, then you now have something to lose. Like the Rocky movies, we have to rekindle that street level hunger before we get too far away from the street, too comfortable and too fat.

    I don’t know what the answer is or how you might relate this to yourself, but I thought I would share it because it is something I think everyone should be aware of and to realize when they are trapped in “The Matrix” of Good…never realizing their true potential in the possible reality of Greatness.

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