Burning Your Ships

A while back, I got in an online argu­ment with anoth­er writer.

He was prof­fer­ing finan­cial advice to writ­ers, in effect say­ing this: “I made $164,000 last year as a writer, but I’m the excep­tion, so what­ev­er you’re doing now to earn a liv­ing, don’t quit your day job.”

The orig­i­nal­i­ty of his mes­sage blew me away. I’d nev­er heard such a thing before! “Don’t quit your day job.” So sim­ple, so pithy, so ele­gant! I repeat­ed it to myself over and over so I would­n’t for­get it. When­ev­er I encoun­tered fel­low writ­ers, whether they were best­selling authors, blog­gers or Star­bucks poets, I said to them, “Don’t quit your day job.” They all frowned and shoved me away (I’m talk­ing to you, Stephen King).

Stack of cash

Seri­ous­ly, I did none of those things. Instead, because $164,000 Guy’s dra­con­ian pro­nounce­ment was so anti­thet­i­cal to my approach to Life and my writ­ing, in the inter­est of fos­ter­ing live­ly debate on this issue, I post­ed a respect­ful cri­tique of his posi­tion, think­ing he’d appre­ci­ate one of his read­ers tak­ing the time to do this.

BIG MISTAKE. Turns out, $164,000 Guy was more inter­est­ed in being RIGHT than he was in find­ing the truth (a shock­er, I know), and imme­di­ate­ly coun­tered with a half-assed response, which I won’t dig­ni­fy here. Bot­tom line: I decid­ed that instead of wast­ing my time on a point­less debate, I was just going to keep writ­ing. It’s like Hem­ing­way said in an inter­view late in his writ­ing career:

 

When I was a young writer, the debate was this: ‘alto­geth­er’ or ‘all together’—should it be one word or two? How’d that turn out any­way?

 

Inter­est­ing thing about the writ­ing world: it’s full of clowns like $164,000 Guy—people who sug­gest that they’re the only ones who were born to write, that they some­how are the only ones graced by Prov­i­dence with the req­ui­site con­fi­dence, tal­ent, patience and per­sis­tence to make a liv­ing as a writer.

painting of ship on fire

Back in col­lege, one of the best cours­es I took was “Explor­ers of the World,” taught by a his­to­ri­an who had been to the South Pole and the top of K2. And when she talked about the Span­ish conquerer/ explor­er Cortez, the woman lit up. Her favorite anec­dote, and mine, was how, upon arriv­ing in the New World, to moti­vate his men, Cortez burned his ships. You’ve prob­a­bly heard this sto­ry, so I won’t bela­bor it here. But in case you don’t know it, here’s an excel­lent blog entry about it writ­ten by a 3‑time world wrestling cham­pi­on.

I came to love this prin­ci­ple of “burn­ing your ships,” and I’ve applied it lib­er­al­ly in all of my endeav­ors, includ­ing writ­ing. For 15 years after col­lege I held day jobs as a high school his­to­ry teacher, tech­nol­o­gy man­ag­er in finan­cial ser­vices, web con­tent edi­tor and adjunct Eng­lish pro­fes­sor. Even­tu­al­ly, how­ev­er, I noticed that my day jobs stole too much of my time and sapped too much of my ener­gy. I had to make a choice. I chose to be a full-time writer. I make between $75 and $100 per hour as a scriptwriter and speech­writer for cor­po­ra­tions, but I would nev­er have been able to make that kind of mon­ey if I’d stayed on the “safe” ama­teur track.

Going pro has also improved my own writing—my fic­tion. This isn’t to say that it’s always easy. On the con­trary, there are many months when I just squeak by finan­cial­ly. But I got­ta tell you, know­ing that there are no ships wait­ing in the har­bor to take me back, know­ing that there’s no “fall­back posi­tion,” has moti­vat­ed me like you would­n’t believe. There’s no going back. There’s only FORWARD. For­ward or die. Now, I’m not say­ing that “burn­ing your ships” should nec­es­sar­i­ly man­i­fest itself as quit­ting your day job. Ulti­mate­ly it’s about mak­ing a choice: a choice towards writ­ing or some­thing else. It’s a ques­tion of com­mit­ment.

For years, I’ve kept only one quote above my desk. While the words have been alter­nate­ly attrib­uted to Ger­man writer/philosopher Johann Wolf­gang von Goethe and Scot­tish explor­er W.H. Mur­ray, exact­ly who said them isn’t very impor­tant. What is impor­tant is their mes­sage, and their mes­sage is clear and sim­ple: COMMIT.

 

Until one is com­mit­ted, there is hes­i­tan­cy, the chance to draw back. Con­cern­ing all acts of ini­tia­tive (and cre­ation), there is one ele­men­tary truth that igno­rance of which kills count­less ideas and splen­did plans: that the moment one def­i­nite­ly com­mits one­self, then Prov­i­dence moves too. All sorts of things occur to help one that would nev­er oth­er­wise have occurred. A whole stream of events issues from the deci­sion, rais­ing in one’s favor all man­ner of unfore­seen inci­dents and meet­ings and mate­r­i­al assis­tance, which no man could have dreamed would have come his way. What­ev­er you can do, or dream you can do, begin it. Bold­ness has genius, pow­er, and mag­ic in it. Begin it now.”

 

The oth­er thing that ran­kled me about $164,000 Guy’s mes­sage of “don’t quit your day job” is the dou­ble stan­dard with which it’s applied. Peo­ple with “safe” day jobs (by the way, do these exist today?) are told not to quit them to be writ­ers or artists, yet this same advice is nev­er giv­en to peo­ple who show promise as writ­ers and artists and express an inter­est in, say, com­put­er pro­gram­ming.

Implic­it in this assump­tion is the idea that only cre­ative endeav­ors car­ry the risk of fail­ure. Not so. Talk to Mark Twain. Ask him how that oppor­tu­ni­ty with the Paige Com­pos­i­tor worked out for him.

You know what? Not so much for him with the busi­ness stuff.

Here’s a great line from John Gard­ner’s On Becom­ing a Nov­el­ist on this sub­ject:

 

But any­one embark­ing on a career, or pur­su­ing a call­ing, risks set­back and fail­ure. There are failed police­men, politi­cians, gen­er­als, inte­ri­or dec­o­ra­tors, engi­neers, bus dri­vers, edi­tors, lit­er­ary agents, busi­ness­men, bas­ket weavers.

 

To live—really live—means risk­ing fail­ure. Con­sid­er all that might not have been had some of our great­est cre­ators stuck to the “safe” road:

  • What if Bill Gates had­n’t dropped out of Har­vard to found Microsoft?
  • What if Ein­stein had remained a patent clerk?
  • What if Jane Austen had­n’t writ­ten her mar­velous nov­els?
  • What if Sting had remained a school­teacher?
  • What if Robert Frost had said to hell with poet­ry and instead spent all his time farm­ing, like his fore­bears?

The oth­er fal­la­cy embed­ded in $164,000 Guy’s argu­ment is the idea that, unlike every oth­er pro­fes­sion, writ­ing is one in which you can become great with­out total com­mit­ment. This is just ridicu­lous. There’s an old joke among writ­ers. Maybe you’ve heard it. It goes like this:

 

A pub­lished nov­el­ist goes to a heart sur­geon for some tests. Dur­ing the exam, the doc­tor says, “Hey, could you give me the name of your pub­lish­er?”

“Sure, why?” replies the nov­el­ist.

“Well, I have a six-month sab­bat­i­cal com­ing up, and I’d like to write a nov­el and see it pub­lished.”

The nov­el­ist thinks about this for a moment before reply­ing.

“Sure, sure,” the nov­el­ist says, “I can do that. But do me a favor, will you?”

“Name it,” the doc­tor says.

“Well, I have six months free myself, and I’ve always want­ed to per­form open-heart surgery. Could you talk to your hos­pi­tal and set some­thing up for me?”

 

The moral is clear: Being a writer requires the same, if not more, com­mit­ment, self-dis­ci­pline, edu­ca­tion and train­ing as any oth­er pro­fes­sion, and to think that you can become a mas­ter writer with­out a com­plete com­mit­ment is self-decep­tion of the high­est order.

Here’s what one of my writ­ing heroes, the bril­liant David Mamet, had to say about the sub­ject. The fol­low­ing quote is from one of his many excel­lent books of essays—True and False: Heresy and Com­mon Sense for the Actor :

 

Those with “some­thing to fall back on” invari­ably fall back on it. They intend­ed to all along. That is why they pro­vid­ed them­selves with it. But those with no alter­na­tive see the world dif­fer­ent­ly. The old sto­ry has the moth­er say to the sea cap­tain, “Take spe­cial care of my son, he can­not swim,” to which the cap­tain responds, “Well, then, he’d bet­ter stay in the boat.”

 

Whether or not you burn your ships, and exact­ly what that means, is up to you. All I can say is, if you believe you’re hold­ing your­self back with fall­back posi­tions, con­tin­gency plans or plain old ships, you got­ta burn ’em. Light ’em up.

By Chris Orcutt

CHRIS ORCUTT is an American novelist and fiction writer with over 30 years' writing experience and more than a dozen books in his oeuvre. Since 2015, Chris been working exclusively on his magnum opus. Bodaciously True & Totally Awesome: The Legendary Adventures of Avery “Ace” Craig is a 9-episode novel about teens in the 1980s. It’s about ’80s teens, but for adults (in other words, it’s decidedly not YA literature), and he’s applied this epic storytelling approach to the least examined, most misunderstood, most marginalized narrative space in American literature: the lives and inner worlds of teenagers.

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