It’s very weird to be back, after 3 months abroad. Everything is basically were we left it; it almost feels like we didn’t go any where. Like it was a dream. A fever dream, since I (of course) got quite sick as we were leaving.

I kept a journal of our trip and I’m planning on launching a secondary blog under my Michaela Mowbray pen name for our travel adventures; I’ll post a link to those when they’re up.

Now that I’ve crossed that particular item off my bucket list (going to school in Japan, if only for two months) I feel more focused on writing than I have in months. Last autumn and winter–I was too distracted, trying to deal with design clients and trip planning and everything and my writing suffered. This spring I have two design clients left and then that’s it; I’m done with graphic design. Maybe forever. Who knows.

What I do know is that while I was in Japan I introduced myself as a writer (“作家です!”) and no one thrust their finger out at me and howled “LIAAAAR”* the way I feared. Calling myself a writer and having people treat the declaration seriously felt amazing; I can’t quite believe I went so long with the ‘graphic designer’ label stitched into my identity, even after I stopped working as such. From now on, it’s writer or nothing.

I’m putting together an Action Plan for the next six months or so. First off the block is Embers/Ignition; I’m hoping to get it finished by the end of May. We shall see.

Anyway. Home now. Dedicated. Sick as dog, but dedicated.

*mind you, there were several awkward conversations from people who wanted to read my books… cue nervous laughter

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Victoria Feistner is a novelist, a graphic designer, and an artisan in equal parts, although some of those parts are more equal than others. She resides in Toronto with her husband and two fur children, also known as cats.

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