This account threatens to not be so much about balance as a list of excuses for tardiness ... so I'm not going there.
Being self employed is a bit scary at the moment. Talk of businesses folding and public service cutting back to the bone makes a freelancer a bit nervous. However, so far the fears have been unfounded. I have enough work. Not so much that I'm overwhelmed and not so much that I'm completely free of worry about the future but enough to pay the bills for a while yet.
But there's a little more space in my life than there was and I've been able to do something I've been wanting to do for a very long time.
I've started to write a novel. Actually this is the third novel I've written but the other two feel like practice runs. Maybe this one will be more of the real thing. Maybe not. It doesn't matter that much although I'd love to find my novelist's voice.
So the word of wisdom for me in these belt tightening days is to start doing something that costs nothing but fulfils a long held desire.
Maybe cutting back isn't so bad after all.
