I love doing what I’m doing now. But I also loved the museum archivist life and miss it terribly.
Sometimes in life you have to make heartbreaking choices between equally wonderful things, and it can be awful.
That way I can take comfort in the fact that while in this universe I am sitting at my desk still staring at one line of tepid prose I wrote three hours ago, in an alternate universe Successful Me just received a nice email from Neil Gaiman, wherein he tells Successful Me how much he loves my stories and wouldn’t it be great if we could work on a joint writing project. A film, perhaps. And how we could probably talk Mark Gatiss into joining as well.
Way to go, Alternate Universe Me. You rock.