So, for exactly one week, I have been a college graduate. I am the proud owner of a Bachelor of Arts degree in English, Professional Writing. People keep asking me "What's next?" "What can you do with that degree?" "Are you going to be a teacher?"
My answers are: I'm not sure. A lot of things. And no. But thanks for asking.
I've been discouraged the past few days because I really don't know what I'll be doing in a week. Life is unpredictable right now. And well...me...I'm a planner. I like to be in control.
There are a few things I am absolutely sure of, though:
I love words. I love writing. And I'm pretty good at it.
I'm ambitious and goal-oriented. I've always gotten what I wanted. Because I worked for it.
I will be a writer. In some way, shape, form, or capacity. Sooner rather than later.
In the meantime, I'll do what I have to do to get by and write as much as possible in between.
Many people are doubtful of the success or profitability of being a writer, many of them writers themselves. Author Olin Miller once said "Writing is the hardest way of earning a living, with the possible exception of wrestling alligators.” (Who said writers were hermits with no senses of humor?)
But more importantly, my grandmother once said " With strong will, and faith in the Lord, you will do anything you put your mind to." And I haven't failed her legacy yet, nor do I plan to.
So, I am left with the words of the great Mark Twain- "Write without pay until somebody offers pay." :)
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