I think all of us can relate to a nutso daily schedule. Take mine, please! Sorry, Rodney, but that’s how I feel most often. I’m up at 5AM to deal with my cats, then at my day job by 6 AM. I picked the schedule because it used to get me out of the office by 2 PM. No more. The day job has morphed into a twelve hour day – 6AM to 6PM. Then there’s hubby to cook for, dinner to eat, and family time to spend.
Do I love my day job? Uh, no. But it’s a handy thing to have. So, when do I write? Usually from 8 to 11, or midnight if I’m really on a roll! How does that figure in to the topic of release. Easy. Writing is what I love to do. It’s a passion. I do not consider myself a hobbiest, with three books out and a fourth on the way, plus numerous short stories published the word hobby does not come to mind. Instead, I tell people I have two jobs. Three if you count the family, and they seem to think they count! I am a writer (that always comes first) and a paralegal. Since my husband supports my writing addiction, it’s okay with him if I don’t mention that job. As long as I feed the cats!
My day job is high stress. It’s not only the hours, but the situations. I’m a probate paralegal. I do probate litigation, and taxes, and guardianships, and estates. It often exposes me to the pain families’ feel, both at the death of a loved one, and when they feel cheated by the decisions that person made in life. Same with guardianships. The emotional tension mounts high. The potential Ward fighting against the safeguards the family (and Court) want to put in place, and the families who take both sides of the situation. Nothing is easy when families turn against one and other and face each other in Court. That is truly a no-win situation. And the stress mounts from there. Both probate and guardianship matters are deadline driven. Miss a deadline, and you could lose something for your client. No stress there, huh.
What’s the release? Those few golden hours I spend at my keyboard pounding out stories. Sometimes drawn from life. I must admit. Other times made up of whole cloth. Each a release from the stress and strains of the day. Each an escape. Each an exercise in passion. Why do I write? That’s like asking me why I breathe. I have to. It’s a requirement.
What about you? Do you have a passion that you pursue. One so necessary that you need it more than breathing itself?