The boss of me has put the company on the market.
It might be a few weeks or it might be several months, but soon I’m going to be loose in the world, untethered for the first time in my whole life.
I’ve been tied to deadlines of the work variety since I was 14.
I am, of course, scared to death. I have bills to pay and obligations to meet.
I am also crazily excited. Publishing, as I know it, doesn’t really exist any more, so I can’t go home again.
I started tending to some grown folks’ bidness today, getting my affairs in order to make the transition as easy as possible, and that felt good and right.
So. There you go. It’s all out in the open and we can talk about it.