... and gained a 2nd chance at life, how would I live?
I'd go ahead and write my novel(s).
I'd play outside in the rain more.
I'd sleep late
at least 7 times per week...
I'd go on a vacation...
Isn't death a 'vacation?'
No... It's a detour I don't plan on taking any time soon, and when I'm ready for it,
then it will be a vacation.
Since I can't count on cheating death or even bargaining with it, I'll assume I only have one shot at this life and get to writing. If it's what I really want to do, then I'll do it.
I've spent so much time trying to do things the "right way" that I've lost my interests, my passions, my dream within the struggle. I've become more critical of my writings and less free-spirited.
Why am I putting myself down so much?
I honestly don't know it's all that complicated... I think I'm just stressed. I've fallen into the assumption that I need my college degree in order to make money, and that if I can't get a career with my degree in-hand, then I'm a failure.
Ugh...! This was the one thing I didn't want to learn from college...
I want my degree to compliment my dream, not crush it...
I want it so I can say: "Hey... Take me seriously because I earned this piece of paper, would you mind listening to me/reading a story of mine? According to said piece of paper, I'm educated
just enough for you to
possibly find my words interesting enough to read while on a road trip, before bed, upon waking, or upon your toilet" (I really don't aspire to be the next toilet-reader novelist, but as long as the pages aren't used as TP, I'm fine...).
Would it be great to have a job with a steady income? Yes... and No... I don't want "just any old job." If I have to struggle to be a writer, and I only make enough to barely get by... I wanna be a writer. If I have to work another job to put food on the table and only write on the side, I wanna be a writer. If I become a millionaire due to a lucky lottery ticket, a successful invention, or inheritance (not likely...), and I don't have to work another day in my life... I wanna be a writer.
Being a writer isn't really a dream... It's just a big part of who I am.
But...
My dream is to become a
published writer.
So, that's where it gets a bit tricksy...
From what I understand, it's not the easiest thing in the world to become a published writer. My ego isn't quite big enough for me to say that I have the next best novel in the world, or even the state of Ohio... (or the suburb in which I reside...) so, I'm fully aware that what I think may be awesome, YOU might not find even the slightest bit entertaining. But, lack of large ego aside, I'm going to at least
offer my writings to you and the rest of the public as a possibility of entertaining enterprise.
Before I head off to bed... (since I can't sleep late tomorrow, I have to go to bed early tonight... lame...) I'll pretend I'm a good girl and write up some goals:
1) Write a blog post tomorrow
2) Free-write for 5 minutes tomorrow
3) Do my homework
4) Read a chapter of some book that I have lying around that I have not bothered reading yet (I have countless examples of unread books scattered in my closet... I swear, I
do read... just not lately...)
5) Drink 4 glasses of water... because I rarely drink 1 a day... I don't drink anything... I'm a camel.
Until morning... which will come too soon...