I’m Thinking About Writing a Book
What am I getting myself into?
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.
