Confession Time...

Well, sort of a confession.

One of the things I haven't done is tell my family that I'm writing and my goal is to be published some day. I guess because I see them as being critical of me and thinking I'm stupid to think I can be good enough to write.
My family is my brother and sister in law. My mother, before she passed away, knew I was just starting the process and I know she would be thrilled where I'm at today.
I once told a roomful of coworkers about a year ago that when I retired I wanted to work on getting a book published. Dead silence in the room but the workshop head nodded his head and said it was a good plan. Of course, he doesn't know me. Later, one of my coworkers asked me if i was serious and I told her yes. End of that story.

But anyway, last Sunday I called my sister in law about something and the subject of retirement came up. Not exactly a non issue since I have worked 26 years for this company and can retire in 6 years or so....
My sister in law and I talked about working after retirement, traveling, etc. Then I told her.

I want to be a full time writer and get published.

There was a brief silence and then she said, "Really?"
I told her, yes.
Her response, "That is nice. It will be something to look forward to."
Haha..I thought. Then I told her. "I'm actually doing that now but with work I can only do it part time."
That sort of broke the ice. She said, "Hey, that is great. I can see you succeeding. I look forward to seeing what you do with it."


We ended the conversation shortly afterward, but to me, that was an icebreaker.

I finally told someone in the family what I was doing. I'm no longer a closet writer.

Of course, I didn't tell her it was romance...