I’m Thinking About Writing a Book

What am I getting myself into?

Jason Weiland


Each day I spend on Medium — writing, publishing, and engaging — I see more and more success on the horizon. My numbers are going up every day. More people are reading, clapping, and commenting, and I feel like I’m doing the things I need to be doing to knock it out of the park.

But I’m not throwing a party yet. I still have a long way to go to get where I need to be. I need to be writing and publishing every day. I need to be active in the community — both on Medium and Twitter. I need to be consistent and make sure that every piece I publish is my best work.

Half-assing it will get me nowhere.

Working toward my goal of being a successful professional writer is not without its issues. As I sit here writing, I can feel the anxiety and stress fluttering in my chest like a caged bird.

I’m stressed because I feel like I don’t have enough time in the day to get everything done. Just when I get a little ahead of my schedule, four more things fall in my lap.

With my wife being pregnant and battling terrible morning sickness all day, my list of responsibilities grows with each passing minute.

I know I should be a good husband and father and not complain, but I feel like I’m sinking fast.

Today is Sunday, and I have been running since 5 am. I’ve been trying to catch up on my to-do list so I can spend a few hours writing. This is the first time I’ve been able to sit for more than 5 minutes, but I know I can’t relax because I have to publish today.

I have to publish today even if I write about how stressed and anxious I am about getting my writing done.

2 hours later…

While I was finishing that last sentence, my wife asked me to make some rice. That turned into something, and something else, until it was 2 hours later and I wasn’t sure where the time went.

I sat down to write again, and my daughter tells me that she is hungry now.

She is sitting at the table eating so I think I can safely sit down and try to crank some more words out of my addled brain.



Jason Weiland

Personal essays and articles from a guy who never tires of writing about his life - jasonweiland.substack.com