As graduation creeps up on me, everyone always asks the same question, “So what are you doing after graduation?” Or something along those lines. I always have the same answer. “Hopefully get a job.” But it’s more than just a paycheck I want. I want to write. I really do. This blog by Andrew Toy essentially says that being a writer is about as practical as being a Classics major. And he says that he hates writing, but it’s the only thing he’s good at. Writing may be my only talent, but I love it. I’m extremely passionate about it. I remember being in third grade, and my teacher told me that I wrote too much. She said that I would spend so much time elaborating, and that I needed to just get to the point.
Here’s the point. If I could get a decent salary from writing, I would be eternally happy. Of course I wouldn’t want to just write whatever someone else tells me to. Nooo. I want to write whatever comes to me. Maybe I’m a wishful thinker. Maybe I’m overly ambitious. But it’s who I am. I want to publish a book one day. I have yet to decide the genre or anything specific, but it will happen one day. I thought about writing a children’s book. A couple of coworkers and I were discussing it. I told them that if I ever did write the book, that I would dedicate it to them. I thought about writing a young adult novel. Then I thought, “Do I really want a bunch of tweens and moms raving over my work?” I don’t have anything against those types of books. I read plenty of them in high school. I’m not trying to put them down. I don’t want to sound conceited.
I just feel that my skill could be useful elsewhere. Currently I’m really interested in being a copywriter. There would be somewhat of a restraint on my writing, but nothing too withholding. And I could get paid to write! What a deal! I’m just bummed I never thought about it sooner. I could have gotten an internship with an advertising company to gain some sort of experience. But maybe my words can inspire someone to take a chance on me. I’m certainly willing to learn.
Recently I was asked what is it about writing that I love so much. The thing about that question is, I don’t really have an answer. At A&M we have a saying that goes, “From the outside looking in, you can’t understand it. From the inside looking out, you can’t explain it.” I feel like I can apply that to my love of writing. As strange as it sounds, I have no words. I don’t know how to put the feelings I get when I’m writing into words. I guess I feel at peace. I feel like nothing in this world can bring me down. I get this sense of satisfaction. When I’m writing, there is no other feeling that I can compare it to. There is nothing else that I can do that gives me the same feeling.
Maybe my passion for writing is a blessing and a curse. All of you wonderful people get to read my words. I may never be rich from writing. I’ll probably never be famous from writing. I think I’m okay with that. They (whoever they are) say that if you love what you do, you’ll never work a day in your life. I love writing, obviously. So what will I do after graduation? Not work, I know that much.