Jan 16

This week I begin my new career. I’m one step closer to the goal of becoming an independent marketer. I just couldn’t stand working at the last job anymore. The pressure was too much, and I wasn’t learning anymore. It’s all about learning, once you stop you have to move on.

I’ve slipped in my writing as well. There is really no excuse for it. I will be setting a new daily goal now that school has picked up again.
I will write 250 words per day.

I received my first copy of The Writer today after the snow storm had abated and I could see the mailbox again. I nearly jumped for joy when I opened the envelope. I’ve been waiting for two months.

The cover contains a quote, which sums up my new goal as well as my greatest fear.

“Write everyday whether you feel like it or not. And expect a lot of rejection. Everybody who’s made it has a boxful of rejections.” - Sara Gruen

I am excited about the changes this week. I finally feel like I’m on my way to being in control of my life.

The future is still unwritten… so hand me a pen…

P

Jan 2
I’ll just be.
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calligraphy.jpgI‘m waiting for permission. That’s the bottom line. I’m waiting for some sort of nod from the celestial gods of writing to allow me to write words, and arrange them on the page in such a way that people will be interested in what I write, and how I say it.

I’d love to write funny. Heck… I just love to be funny. I think I’m funny, but most of the time I’m the only one laughing. So I’m trying to find my place in words, and in writing. The clack of the keys has always drawn me away from the world to retreat to some place that I have created, but often it is the human place that I have to go back to in order to continue. The outside world is the inspiration, and lack of experience can create a distance between write and reader. I know this. I’ve read several works in which this distance is all too obvious.

I haven’t found my place in this world yet. I’m not sure that I ever will, but I’ll try and make the most out of the spot that I occupy right now. Maybe real happiness is taking these words that are flowing like a semantic river and enjoying the process of thinking, processing, and creating at this very moment.

Creating is the magic word. Even if the creation is a mash potato mountain on your dinner plate, the ability to create is refreshing. It’s necessary for survival.

I’ve gone off on a tangent here. I’m trying to bring into focus the real reason for writing. Opinion, everyone has one and everyone’s opinion is directly influenced by their experiences in life. How can you talk about anything if you haven’t been directly influenced by it in some way? Opinion is fed by experience just as much as it is fed by other people’s opinions. We wouldn’t be anywhere today without the influence of other people’s opinions. Opinions guide people, culture and innovation.

No one can be right or wrong in a world of opinion. This is true in science as well. More than once a proven theory was dismantled because the research was driven by subjectivity and opinion.

So I don’t have to wait for permission anymore. I have a voice, just as strong as any out there and I’m going to use it. I may be right or I may be wrong, but in the for now, I’ll just be.


And there is my happiness.

P