My Boring Day Job Fuels My Hunger To Be A Better Writer

I capitalize on my limited spare time and focus on honing my craft.

Brian Kurian
Sep 20 · 4 min read
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“Oh, you hate your job? Why didn’t you say so? There’s a support group for that. It’s called everybody, and they meet at the bar.”

— Drew Carey


I’m Not Passionate About My Day Job

I have a day job that I’m not passionate about. Like at all. I’m not the only one either. My job pays decent, and so I’ve been working there for the past year and a half simply to pay my bills.

Many of you might be asking why I’m still working at this place if I’m not very passionate about the work I’m doing.

Why would I stay somewhere I’m not extremely happy at?

The answer is simple, my friends.

Because I don’t know about you but I like having a place to live.

I enjoy being able to feed myself and support myself. It’s tough to do all those things when you don’t make much money.

Also, I get treated with kindness and respect at my current job which is a lot more than I can say about some of the other places I’ve worked at in the past. Sad but true.

Management gives me freedom and trusts me completely to achieve whatever is asked of me. There’s very little political bullshit I have to deal with. It’s refreshing.

Being Broke Is Miserable — At Least For Me It Is

I’ve spent most of my life broke. It was miserable. There were a couple of periods in my life when I was on food stamps. I felt like a worthless loser. Not knowing how the next bill would get paid. Only having $2.43 in my bank account and having to feed myself off that for a week.

I’ve been there. I’ve experienced all of that.

So you’ll have to excuse me for not wanting to go back to that level ever again.

I Have To Be Productive In My Spare Time

Which brings me to my next point. I spend a little over 40 hours a week at my day job. When I get home from work, I only have a few hours left to read, write, work out, talk to my wife, eat dinner, etc.

Many people choose to veg out on the couch when they get home from work and binge watch Netflix or (insert whatever mindless activity they enjoy doing that helps them relax). That’s fine. To each their own.

But I have goals I’m trying to achieve as a writer and I’ll never be able to achieve those goals if I don’t utilize my free time to the best of my ability. It’s that simple for me. That’s my reality.

I have to be productive in my spare time.

I have to keep honing my craft whenever I have an opportunity to do so.

If I didn’t have a day job, sure I’d have an extra eight or nine hours per day to focus on writing and that would be fantastic.

But here’s the thing…

My Writing Isn’t Earning Me A Livable Income Yet

I’ve been blogging on Medium for almost a year and a half now and even though I’ve published a ton of poetry and short stories on here, I haven’t earned even close to a liveable income through my writing on this platform.

Not yet anyway.

I’ve tried my hand at freelance writing and wasn’t very successful at that either. I didn’t enjoy constantly having to cater my writing to other people.

Also, I’m not in a position where I can afford to gamble solely on my writing earning enough money to support myself. Because if it doesn’t end up paying off, I’ll be screwed.

I’m married now too, so not only would it negatively affect me but it would also negatively affect my spouse.

That’s a deal-breaker.

Writing Makes Me Happy

I show up to my day job, day after day. I do what’s asked of me. I maintain a positive attitude the best I can. I also work hard to be a valuable asset to the company.

Because as much as I’d love to be a full-time writer. Right now, it’s just not happening. It’s not logical or practical. Yet, I keep writing, reading, editing, and trying to improve. Day after day. Because I love this shit.

I love expressing myself through the written word. Writing makes me happy. Creating content makes me happy. I like sharing my ideas with you guys. I also love building communities online and I’ve truly enjoyed doing all this outside of my day job.

Thanks To My Day Job — I Don’t Have Any Unnecessary Pressure To Succeed As A Writer

My day job makes me appreciate blogging even more because again, I have limited time to write/blog. If I don't maximize my free time, I’ll fail. Period.

And it’s been a lot easier for me to write high-quality content knowing I’ll be able to pay my bills regardless of whether or not my articles do well on this platform or not.

There's no unnecessary pressure on me to succeed as a Writer.

I set my own goals.

I make my own rules.

I set my own deadlines.

And I enjoy whatever success comes my way.

My writing doesn’t come from a place of stress and anxiety. My written words come from a place of happiness. A positive place where I can create my content from a point of clarity.

I take it as it comes. Most importantly, I make sure I enjoy the journey. Because writing is a journey, my friends.

Any man who keeps working is not a failure. He may not be a great writer, but if he applies the old-fashioned virtues of hard, constant labor, he’ll eventually make some kind of career for himself as a writer.

— Ray Bradbury


Written by Brian Kurian, All Rights Reserved 2019

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Writing & Marketing Coach, Blogger/Contributor for 20 Medium Publications. Email: brian.kurian@gmail.com

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