In case you were wondering, I really do have a Disney quote for everything. It helps that I'm watching Pocahontas as I type and "Just Around the Riverbend" has been in my head the past thirty minutes. I didn't plan to get all symbolic, but imagining myself as an amazing, animated Native American, singing about my hopes and dreams as I paddle down a rushing river with my pet raccoon and bird sidekick is much, much cooler.
I forgot the majestic birds soaring overhead.
But considering my Native bloodline adds up to only about 1/8ish (very proud of that, actually), and I don't have a pet raccoon or a bird, and I don't live near any rivers I can canoe down without running into a pile of trash...I'll just stick to the symbolic side of this post.
I've been continuing just around the riverbend. Going beyond the shore, somewhere past the sea, though I do know what for. A better life. My life.
If you follow me on Twitter, you'll know just how much I despise my workplace. The environment is incredibly detrimental to both my mental and physical health. Mostly my mental. I've been trying to get out for months. It seemed like I would never find another job where I could rebuild my mental stability, but I just kept on keeping on and a new job has finally come through.
Friday's my last day at my current job and I don't have a solid start date for New Job yet. Which meeeeeans I'll at least have a week or so to myself before diving in. I couldn't have wished for a better outcome. New Job not only pays more, but I'll have two days off a week, holidays, and better benefits. I can take my personal days and my sick days. Unlike at Current Job. I can take vacation when I want, unlike at Current Job. And I won't have to deal with customers ever again. Ever.
It's like a dream. A big, rainbow-colored dream.
Still on my Pocahontas kick. Not sorry.
Speaking of dream, though, my ultimate one is of course to be an author. And I've been heading down that river too. I recently started querying, and let me tell you, it's quite the adventure. I can honestly say I've yet to get discouraged. Every rejection empowers me to keep going. I've never felt so strongly about a project before now. And I'm proud of it.
While I'm querying, I've decided to dive into another, unrelated project. No matter how much I want to edit the prequel, I've decided I need a complete break from my lovely little characters, as much as I love them. So now, I've begun research for a new project set in the 1910s, partly in an insane asylum and partly in a creepy old house somewhere in either Kansas or the east coast. Amazing what ideas shift into. Watch, it'll end up being set on some random island outside Scotland (not really). There will be ghosts.
Some time next week, while I'm in between my two itsy bitsy jobs, I'll be visiting an insane asylum museum. Won't that be creeptastic?
Until next time, mon amies. C'est la vie!
Evie
