So I gave notice and packed up my emergency makeup (I occasionally dealt with the media), my snack stash, my photos, and the little cup where I kept spare change. I said goodbye to a lot of folks and tried not think too hard about whether I was crazy to quit when the stock market had lost 40 percent of its value and I hadn't actually signed said contract.
Of course, it hasn't been all sunshine and lollipops. Thank God I've got health benefits from my husband, but everything else I pay for out of pocket (like retirement) or simply don't have. This past year was the first where I made more than I did at my day job. There have times when I have done the math and wondered exactly how we were going to pay the mortgage.
But you know what? It has worked out. I've had five books published since I quit, including The Night She Disappeared and Girl, Stolen. Two more will publish this year, including The Girl Who Was Supposed to Die. I've got contracts for three more. There have been foreign sales, movie options, and books chosen for the Scholastic Book Club, the Junior Library Guild, and many state reading lists.
And I am so much happier!! All day long I get to kill people (or at least make them worried they might be killed) and it is so much fun. And if some of those people occasionally bear a passing resemblance to an old boss or annoying co-worker, I’m sure that’s a coincidence...