When I first said this to my husband, he slid me a skeptical glance. This was, after all, an about-face from everything I’ve said about myself for the last decade or so.
But I reached this conclusion after reading a very excellent post by Cheryl St. John on the Novel Rocket blog. You can read it here, but the point that stayed with me was this: “If you still have a life, you’re probably not a serious writer—you have a hobby that may or may not pay off.”
Well, guess what? I still have a life. Very intentionally so. And if that makes me a not-serious writer whose hobby may not bring my novel to publication (i.e., pay off)–then that’s something I’ll just have to make peace with.
Because, quite frankly, having a life is just too important.
I want to have time to write, yes. I must, because as I state elsewhere, my life feels incomplete when writing is not a part of it. But I must also have time for my most-loved family. For my dear friends. For a somewhat clean house (yes, even that). For just plain down-time: reading great books, watching thoughtful movies, taking my kids to the park, playing Bananagrams with Scott.
I do believe Gods calls me to write. But He also calls me to live life abundantly. And frankly, I don’t know how I can do that unless I include a goodly amount of balance in that life. A life that’s not all about writing, but about people, too. In the grand scheme of things, my writing will fade away. People won’t. Many of the people I love now will surround me for all eternity.
And while that’s a very long time, I still want to spend time with them now. Even if that makes me a not-serious writer.
What are your thoughts on achieving a healthy work-life balance? Are some goals worth sacrificing a balanced life for? I’d welcome your ideas today.