Remember that time I prepared like a months worth of blog posts so I could take some time off? Maybe that was a bad idea. I think I’ve gotten lazy. I guess the new year will do that to you? Actually I think that’s the opposite of what the new year does, I’m just trying to make excuses.
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the future and what I want to do with my life, you know typical quarter-life crisis* stuff. Have I come to any conclusions? Nope!
Do you ever just know something isn’t right for you even though you don’t have any data to back it up? That’s how I feel right now. I feel like lately I’ve had so many good ideas in regards to writing I just need to find ways to do them. It seems like I’m putting all my creative energy into work that I don’t want to do and in turn my writing is feeling a bit bland. Would you agree?
On the bright side of this never ending crisis, I feel like I’m starting figure out what I want to do when I grow up. Like obviously I’m not there 100% but like, I can do it. My biggest struggle currently is knowing if the time is right to go back to school for what I want to do or if I should just scrounge around for ways to work my way up the ladder. I’ve always been good at that so I honestly feel like that is what will happen. I would really love to continue my education but I’m having a hard time justifying how expensive it is. That’s my bargain shopper mentality, I suppose. I know that it would have a pay off eventually but being stuck in 10 years of debt sounds unpleasant.
I’m sure you all want to know the direction I’m heading but I kind of don’t want to tell you for purely selfish reasons. Or maybe it’s because if I don’t tell you then you won’t know if it didn’t happen. That’s probably more honest. I’ve been thinking about getting into editing, which I’m sure many of you will be shocked about if you know me at all. When I was in school English and Lit classes were my worst subject. Also there’s the fact that I don’t really edit my blogs at all (I’m sure you could tell.) So why?
I don’t know, why not? That’s as good of reason as any, I think. Just do something because it tickles your fancy?
Okay, let’s really dissect this. I have always wanted to be good at writing. I wished I had that natural talent to be able to pump out a 10 page review of a novel, but I didn’t. It’s something I have to work for and I think that at this point in my life I understand that sometimes you have to work hard to accomplish your dreams. Although being an editor isn’t necessarily my dream, it certainly is down the right path. I think it would be a good place to start. It would infinitely improve my writing and maybe even help me get motivated to do more, which is my desire.
Do you think
almost 24 is a good age to finally start figuring out a career path after completely disowning the one you originally thought was right for you? When did you figure out what you wanted to do when you grew up?
*visual representation of my quater-life crisis