A Penny For Your Thoughts
Pete was at a cross roads and he had to make a decision fast or else he was going to lose everything. He was confused whether to go and pursue his dream of becoming a full time writer or just play it safe and keep working at that dead end job. He dreaded getting up in the morning because he had to go to a job that he hated, just to survive. His only solace before going to that job was to go to Starbucks and have a Caramel Macchiato and a Bear claw. He would watch out of the window wishing for a moment of clarity that he was on the right track at least.
Pete had written every since he was a little boy and he had done nothing with it. His English professors at college told him that he was talented and he should pursue his talent. He had a wall of fear around him because he was afraid to fail. "Unless you get out of the boat, you have failed already because you failed to even try." He still wrote because that was the only thing that calmed him down after a rough day on that job. Every night, he sat with a glass of wine and his laptop, listening to his playlist on Spotify. He was content. He was able to sleep. When he needed to talk to someone, he would talk to his father but he was always practical and told him that there would be plenty of time to pursue his dream when he retired. Certainly, his Father would know better because he had painted beautiful watercolors and he was a talented artist who longed to go to Paris to paint and to live. However, his was a dream deferred because he had to stop college to work in a paint store to support his family when his father died. He still kept an easel, canvas, and paints and brushes. Every spring and summer, he took everything out to the deck and he painted all day.
Pete's mother supported his dream to pursue a career in writing. She told him not to be like his father, clamed up like a shell in his dream. She told him that if he didn't try then he would never know. She had some money that her Grammy left her a long time ago and in a trust fund. She had been getting those payments which she had put in a secret passbook savings account at the bank. She gave him the passbook and it had $15,000 in that account. He didn't want to take from his mother because she went behind her husband's back and supported her son in his so called pipe dream. She was doing it because every time she saw her son, his countenance seemed to drop lower and lower.
He was miserable and she knew what he needed to do. She was like the Mama Eagle pushing the eaglet out of the nest. When she gave him that money, it was not only an answer to a prayer but it was getting a push out of that nest. He was able to quit his miserable job and pay his bills and pursue his dream of writing full time. He started small, writing articles and freelancing. There were times when he wasn't sure that he was doing the right thing but he sure did feel better and getting up every morning was a joy and not a chore. He finally got his big break when he self-published his own novel that he had written way back in College and it was called "Badge of Honor". It was a work of fiction and it earned him high praise from his English Professor. The book was sold over the internet at first and he made his money back for what he spent in self publishing in about 3 months. Then someone from Random House publishing got the book and read it and couldn't put it down.
One morning, the agent found Pete having Caramel Macchiato and a Bear Claw at Starbucks. He told him that he read his book and thought it was wonderful and offered him a 3 book deal worth $250,000.
He was able to pay his mother back for her investment and she was happy because when he took her for lunch, she was amazed at the change in her son's demeanor. He was smiling and his countenance was brighter. He thought that if he hadn't got out of that boat, he wouldn't have had the success that he had at the moment.