Embracing a new chapter

I admire those that are able to pick up all of their belongings and move to a new city without hesitation or concern. Whether they are looking for a new start or another way of living. I’m envious of such bravery. I’m not that person. I put down roots. I like stability and I absolutely HATE moving. I rarely do anything without ridiculous amounts of research and serious contemplation. I have moments of whim, but at the core I like to know that I won’t end up homeless if the rug is pulled out from under me.

Well, over the past six months I’ve been working very hard to secure the funds to move to Denver, CO. It feels a little bit crazy, but I have to follow the path laid in front of me. My book series takes place mostly in the Pacific Northwest, because I fell in love with the area. I adore Seattle and I felt home close to all of the water and lushness that exists just a few miles outside of the city. It will be incredibly hard to leave the place that I love voluntarily. However, I haven’t become a world famous writer...yet. So, I have to find a way to support myself since no one else is paying the bills. I’m very sure that I can only handle working in the service industry for another five years. Melody is offering me a chance to walk away from an industry that I don’t want to be in.

I met Melody in the early days of summer in 2017. She and her husband moved into the apartment next to me. We saw each other in passing, but it wasn’t until Melody and I sat on the lawn of the Thomas park that our witchy vibes connected. She had a desire and a dream to become a designer and wanted to make bodysuits out of t-shirts. I, being the 4-H nerd that I am, have been able to sew since I was 8 years old. I accepted her challenge to take a Rage Against the Machine t-shirt and turn it into a bodysuit. My basic Singer sewing machine was equipped enough to handle such a task. If I was able to reupholster furniture with this little contraption then it could handle a small female bodysuit. I showed myself and Melody my skills. Was that a mistake? I guess not, now she’s offered me a position as Seamster for her brand We Are Witchy. She has been able to maintain decent profits on her own; sewing and selling while raising a toddler. It is remarkable, but she needs help to seriously meet the demands of her customer base.

This little startup is my chance to be a full time creative and I will no longer answer to another man or corporation telling me what to say, dress, or look. I’ve been playing this role for awhile and I’m tired of acting. I’m ready to embrace myself and my art. I went back to waiting tables when I decided to focus on my book solely as that was the only profession I knew that would allow me freedom and quick access to cash. After four years in the service industry and a global pandemic, I don’t find the money worth my time or soul anymore. In the next four weeks I’ll be packing up my life to move from Seattle to Denver to pursue a life as a full time creative. Something I’ve wanted since I found my happiness in 2017.

I believe in myself and I believe in my ideas, I wish I could be a full time writer. My dream is to have a small house in Port Townsend. Nothing fancy, but large enough to host friends and family. Remote enough to write in peace, but close enough to enjoy all the aspects of Washington. I’d live up North during the spring and summer and spend the fall in Texas at the Farm. I haven’t figured out exactly how to manifest this dream, so I’m taking an opportunity that will get me just a little closer. Onto the next chapter!