It's not the end of my writing career (lol?). It's far from it. It's just a sizable insurance because I know, for a fact, that a writer's life will be an impoverished one - except if you're already rich and you want to live the rest of your life milking the cows that gave birth to you. No, sir, I do not want to buy my own family out of a house and the shirts on their back.
I'm still young, very actually, so this investment will not be for nothing. I will not abandon my passion. Instead, I'll put it off for a couple of years - say, three - to save enough resources for its sustenance. We can say that strategy's over-used but it's heckuva smart. Besides, I'm not going to be far from my beloved language and literature.
Next year will be fun!