Today, I told a publisher
I’d no longer be submitting stories
on a set schedule.
Basically, I quit
but left the door open
to return.
Although this publisher expected me
to make this move,
actually making this move,
quitting,
made me sick to my stomach.
I worried about
whether or not it was the right move
for everyone.
Even after quitting,
I still worry about it.
And I strongly believe
that’s the way quitting should be.
Quitting should be difficult.
It should be the last resort.
It should be thought about.
If quitting was easy,
we wouldn’t finish anything.
We wouldn’t succeed.
Don’t worry
if quitting is difficult
for you.
Worry
if quitting is easy.