It Is Time
Hi, I’m Bear, pt. 2
For those of you who happen to follow me on social media, you’ve perhaps noticed that my life situation has suddenly hit a bit of a red alert panic button. My partner has been very unhappy at work in recent years and is looking into a complete career change. He’s been supporting me and my fumbling, trudging artistic career for ages now and it’s really time for me to step up and help out. Unfortunately, the timeframe in which this apparently needs to happen has somehow caught me off guard.
For the past few days, I’ve been listing all of the random skills that I have, in the hopes that someone, somewhere, might want to hire me to help out with a project, but I seem to have forgotten one simple thing.
What about my projects?
What about following that whole idea of investing in myself that I literally just wrote all about? Don’t get me wrong, I’ll get any job I have to in order to make ends meet and pay the bills, but really, what about my stuff? Are all of the stories that I have to tell going to go on endlessly rotting away in digital dust?
I have, frankly, a metric shitton (yes, I pronounced that like “mutton”) of stories that I could fix up, finish up, and publish pretty much anytime. I haven’t done it though, because I’ve been afraid of self-publishing. I’ve been afraid that I’m not well enough connected, that I’m not a good enough marketer, that I just can’t do it on my own. I always figured that I was, however, good enough to bag myself a great agent when the time came. But… when is that time? The idea of going back to hunting down agents and publishers feels like a nightmare. In fact, it feels like more of a nightmare than actually just doing the work to spread the word myself.
I want to write. I want to share my weird, wild stories and ideas with you. I want to make the world a better place by pushing the boundaries of how we perceive the world. I want to shake things up!
I can’t keep these stories from you anymore. They are my soul and my lifeblood. They are my essence and my purpose. They don’t belong with me anymore. They belong with you.
If I’m investing in me, then it’s time to share myself with you, and guess what… I’ve already published a short story that you can check out right now!
It is time!
