I’ve talked about this a bit in the past, but I also have a day job that I can’t discuss. I make money from most of my writing, but I also write for free because sometimes the story is more important than what I can get paid for it. But also, I can afford to do so. If I could never get paid, I would still write because it is the truest thing I know. It helps me more than anything else. It is almost a selfish act, something that clears my mind, that makes me a better person, that helps me breathe when I feel like the world around me is too much.
That is my goal, to release a book of my essays. Well, that is one of my goals. I’m never quite satisfied with just one thing.