The Art of Indifference

Nothing foretells the storm, but a sense of isolation, as I halt in place, touching the very borders of the cold waters to me so dear, still.

note from the author

Five years ago I quit my job to escape a life I could already see unfolding before me in a never-ending repetition of mundane. I closed my business, drastically cut my expenses, stopped looking for work, and focused on writing. Now my debut novel is finally finished. And with roughly five months of savings left, I’m about to find out if I can remain an independent writer. You can support me by following my attempts to survive on 2000 Canadian dollars a month while trying to protect my creative life. Instagram — @petersvobodawriter Threads — @petersvobodawriter