We
writers often debate when a piece of writing is ‘done.’ When a poem or
story feels done, when it feels complete, when we know the amount and quality of
revisions have reached an end-point, lest any damage be done.
Yet
have you ever asked yourself: When will I
be done with writing?
As
in, have you ever considered when you might retire from writing anything ever
again?
A
few writers have made an exit when the time felt right. Philip
Roth has handed in a self-declared pink slip. And, just recently, Alice
Munro—who most recently authored the award-winning Dear
Life—has casually stated in an
interview with National Post that
she is done. Finished. Calling it a day. “Going out with a bang.”
Read
a response from Slate
here.
Then,
think about it. Really think about
it. Do you ever daydream about some day in the future calling it quits, handing
in your retirement papers, and just not writing anymore?
