I was talking to a friend last week about what we want to do with our lives. Sometimes it's difficult to pinpoint what sort of career you'd like (not to mention actually getting a job in that field). But doing what you enjoy can help point you in the right employment direction. And if it's what you want to do, then it's not really about the money. So we both decided to write more often. Not because we're getting paid to, not because someone gave us an assignment, not because we pinky-swore we were both going to do it, but because it's a part of us. A part we need to explore more often. So it begins.
I was a proofreader (the "red pen") at a small advertising agency for 11 years. Due to circumstances beyond my control, as they say, I've been laid off. And I'm OK with that. I was darn good at it, and I liked the job and the people; it was...comfortable. But perhaps the universe is telling me that it's time to try another path. (I would have appreciated something less drastic, though I suppose it's possible I missed some more subtle signs.)
There are myriad topics I could write about. And I honestly don't know how often I will be moved to actually put those thoughts down on virtual paper. But there's a saying, something about long journeys starting with a single step. This is my first step.
If you know me, then some of these thoughts may make sense to you. If not, then check back now and then to see how they fit into my life:
MBT...best girlfriends...Oxford Comma...the Slasher...not a dog person...LOST...Nathan Fillion...David Cassidy...Barry Manilow...the grammar of Twitter...Chinese buffet...wine snob...grammar snob...blue glassware...window clings...I know there were many more ideas running through my head last week. I'm not worried; they'll come to me.
It all makes perfect sense to me!
ReplyDeleteI read them all; feeling pretty full of myself all the while.
See, I knew you could write! Very nice job, my friend.
So? How's the water? I am aware of your gentle nudging. I'm comin' in!