Somewhere in the last year, I forgot who I was. Who I am. And who I have yet to become. Tonight, I found myself again in a book I'm reading called
I Could Do Anything, If I Only Knew What It Was, by Barbara Sher. If you feel like you have a passion within you, but have yet to discover it, or if you feel like you are missing out on that part of life that the "lucky" people are experiencing, this book is for you.
Who are the "lucky" people, you ask?
We've all met them. They're that person who knew what he or she wanted to be when she was five and first put on ballet shoes, or when he picked up a baseball bat, or taught her younger sibling how to count and decided to be a teacher. Yeah, those are the lucky ones.
I am not one of them.
That's how I've felt since, well, forever. And then last year happened. I went through more hardship than I ever would have thought I could handle, and I emerged fragile, and more than a little bruised. I certainly learned a lot, and became stronger in the last two months since 2011 ended, but
I definitely didn't have some flashbulb moment when I discovered what I should be doing with the rest of my life.
Then tonight happened. I picked up this book from my Career Services office, and thought maybe it could give me some insight on how to spend my (*
hem hem*) sixth year in college. It might even give me a direction to go in when I finally finish, a date to shoot for for graduation, or a way to decide which graduate schools I should be looking at. But instead, I did some exercises and discovered
what I should have known: I AM A WRITER.
This isn't exactly news to anyone who knows me. I mean, I write when I'm bored, happy, sad, tired, excited, or just plain curious. And I have about 15 magazine subscriptions that I read religiously each month, comparing the articles, writing styles, layouts, and subjects like a carpenter becomes entranced with the grain of a wood.
I am happiest when I am blogging, reading a magazine or novel, or researching some new interest. In college, I've collected majors and minors like most students collect their old term papers, hardly able to decide what to do next. But
what if I don't have to commit to one discipline for the rest of my life? I don't know about the rest of you, for those of you reading and currently in college and those of you contemplating a job change, starting a new job, or just plain being entertained by my ramblings (
perhaps) - but the word "career" and its complimenting adverb, "lifelong," are just plain daunting! I can't spend four years to decide the next 45 years of my life. That's unrealistic, overwhelming, and
seriously disproportionate!
As a writer, I can keep researching, learning, traveling, and editing other people's work every day. At a magazine, I can have the flexible schedule I want, editors I can learn from, access to the industry experts in health, beauty, and fashion, and,
most importantly, a coffee cart down the hall from my cubicle. Doesn't it sound glamorous? Maybe not to you, but let me highlight the last exercise I did in my book, and you might catch some of my enthusiasm.
In order to develop some sort of tangible objective, Sher has the reader
first brainstorm what "meaningful work" means to them. Here is a snapshot of my list: helping people; making enough money to be financially secure; being confident, creative and knowledgeable; doing hands-on work; working with optimism; having many resources at my disposal; and being trusted to be competent.
Next, you build on that exercise and
create a job from "heaven" and a job from "hell." In your ideal job, you identify the hours you would work, the employees you would work with, where your workplace is, what your day looks like, whether you travel a lot, whether you have an assistant, and literally what makes
this job a job from heaven. In the hellish job, you write what would, or has, made you miserable in the workplace. Then you flip the negatives from hell to incorporate them into your dream job. For example, one of my negatives was
working in an environment of monotony. To flip this, I would want to work in an innovative, ever-changing, and creative workplace.
Finally, you "write a movie." You basically just
write out a description of someone working in a place that has the traits of your dream job, and continue editing it to get more specific. Mine started out as: "A girl works as a writer for a publication where she has a positive environment, an assistant, smart bosses, and flexible hours." By the end, it turned into: " I work as a writer, researcher and interviewer at a health-oriented women's magazine such as Self, Shape, or Cosmopolitan, with a driver, an assistant, smart bosses, a team of writers who like to brainstorm, and mentors in various industries. I work
flexible hours, can work from home one day a week, get to travel regularly, and
get to try my hand at graphics, editing, layouts, and photography."
It was amazing! As I kept reading, Sher had me commit to this idea for one hour - taking any necessary planning steps towards that goal,
as though you have now decided your future and you have to start planning NOW. For me, Sher followed my hour of brainstorming with this advice: "if your reaction to your one-hour commitment is unmitigated enthusiasm and joy, you're ready to start on this scenario - put the book down and get going!"
So here I am. I am starting this new blog, I am graduating in May 2013, no more loafing around (
for anyone who has met me, let's just keep the term "loafing" as a metaphor), and I WILL become a writer. If you're still reading this massive post,
I thank you. And I ask just one more thing of you: come back tomorrow. I am tired of writing in so many forums, and I am going to consolidate my writing to this blog. So
I promise to write every day, whether it is a post about my journey to The Magazine Career (
Sim reference, anyone?), an article I am writing to add to my journalism portfolio, or anything else - you can find my work here. See you tomorrow, and thanks for reading!