The devil beckons...

Received an email from a colleague who suggested I apply for a staff writer position at an entertainment rag.

It's not the world's great position (no editorial), but I do know that it would potentially give me a leg up in the industry, and a helluva a lot more cash. And regardless, I'll be submitting Mr. Resume anyway.

But if they were to offer me the job... Could I do it? Would I be able to walk away from this lifestyle? Because while the pay is bad (though steadily improving, albeit slowly), I kinda dig living like this.

My stress levels are almost non-existent. I'm happy. Rested (except for the last week, when swamped with noxious deadlines). I can sleep in if I'm exhausted, or stay up until 3 or 4 am (which is rare, but the option is nice). I'm no one's bitch. I make my hours, I pick the jobs. I can grab my notebook and disappear for the afternoon, or stay home and read Harlequin manuscripts (freelance thing) while the laundry whirrs and clanks in the machine.

Best of all, I have as much silence and alone time as I need. No annoying coworkers. No nagging bosses.

Do I dare? Am I ready for an office again?