Imagine that you stand in front of a choice. The first option is to continue a pleasant and secure life for you and your family. No strings attached. The other option is that you follow your dream. If you succeeded, you and your family would live the dream forever. If you failed, you might lose everything.
What would you choose?
A year ago, my job ceased to exist due to a company takeover. Things happen, heh? I realised that I could make my dreams real – to become a photographer and an author while providing a happy life to my family.
Some of the people I talked to about the dream considered the safe option as the only possibility,
– “Good luck with your plan. Do you have a publisher yet? Get a job!”.
Some favoured the risky alternative,
– “It is so exciting! Can you sign a copy for me when it's out?”
Photograph from Khara Woods on Unsplash In the beginning, I was the chicken from that tale about a chicken and a pig planning a breakfast for their farmer. Our family lived from savings, and writing the book was seen as my jolly. I had enough time to find a proper job if needed. If you did not check out the story, the spoiler is that the chicken donates the egg and doesn't commit to the cause. However, they still need the bacon.
The writing took more time than expected. The family reserves became thinner every week and the consequences grave. The pressure to abandon the dream and to find a regular job rose overwhelmingly.
Was it the time to chicken out?
I made the risky choice to focus on the book and nothing else. When I saw the hesitation, tears and fear of failure in the closest family, I knew I became the pig.
After several months of long days and nights, I sent the finished files to the printing company. Other authors and industry experts were enthusiastic. I became a marketer.
This story is far from finished. I look around with my eyes open, and I sleep with one hand on an emergency brake. I believe it will be a success, but it can go terribly wrong!
Watch this space. ... and share your story, I am interested!