I’ve recently found myself at a crossroads in my professional life, at a loss of which direction to take. To my right is unemployment: dark, scary, and impending unemployment, from the only career I’ve had post college. To my left is re-entering the traditional work force, and hoping beyond hope that I can find something fulfilling, both financially and mentally. Of course, what I really want to do is ignore both paths and forge my own, to follow my dreams, and to pursue what speaks to me.
For everything I’ve learned throughout my life, the creative endeavors have always been like this secret passion of mine. Something that if one took the time to get to know me that it would be transparent that I adore writing, music, and art, but in a way, I’ve also been ashamed. That’s not what the practical person should pursue; after all, we’re told so often that so few people can truly “make it”. Yet, as I’m staring down the metaphorical barrel, what risk is there to try, to see, to, maybe, maybe defy the odds?
I’m normally not this serious of a person, but for now, I think this is a good explanation of me, as I look to see what really defines me, and maybe gives you a glimpse of the person behind the stories that I am working on.