You can choose courage or you can choose comfort. You cannot have both.
For the past two and a half years, I’ve been joking that I haven’t seen my comfort zone since late 2017.
It’s not actually a joke, of course. I have been pushing myself beyond what I thought myself capable of and I’m not even close to being done.
During the last eighteen months alone, I quit my teaching job to start editing and coaching full time, I moved to Cyprus, I published my first co-written lesbian romance, I published my first and many other nonfiction books, and that’s just the business and writing part of my life.
Of course, these were all calculated risks, and some were bigger than others. You really don’t have to jump without a safety net. Falling flat on your face and bruising your ego is embarrassing enough as it is. Besides, there’s no guarantee a crazy leap will bring in a bigger reward. It might, but it might also end in a trip to the ER.Read More →