Marlon Brando once said, “The only reason I’m here in Hollywood is because I don’t have the moral courage to refuse the money.”
For the last three years and seven months, I have done pretty much the same thing. Followed the money. The tax-deducted money. The security of salary and the voluntary enslavement of EMI. But now, I have chosen to part ways – not with the money, but with this way of earning it. If I had nine hours a day to write, I’d rather write. And draw. And travel. And enjoy my fatherhood.
So, breathe me a headwind while I plunge.