Has it really been five months since I’ve posted something on this blog? Gosh, how time flies fast. Not to dwell on the specifics of the latest occurrences in my life, I will say that between April and now, I have officially entered back into the working world, answering phones, tending clients’ daily billing needs and wants, and being the happy, peppy front desk receptionist at a local insurance agency. I would not necessarily call the insurance business my cup of tea or my latest new career path. It’s more of a temporary job until I can get back on my feet on my writing career.
For the past two and a half months, it’s been no secret to my coworkers that writing is and has been my passion. It’s no secret to my friends and family that my goal in life is to be a successful writer, whether it be penning a book/a column or writing for a top-notch magazine or a public relations firm. It’s also no secret that writing has been my first love since I was very young. Writing has exhiliarated me, relaxed me. It has also consumed me. As a former newspaper reporter, I was belting out articles left and right about things that I didn’t particularly care for but had to write them b/c they were imperative for the public to know, that I would be too tired at the end of the day to pick up a pencil and write my book. I was suffering from lack of motivation.
Then in late February, my dream was robbed. I lost my job, and of course, I was depressed. For the next three months, I applied and got turned down for other writing jobs. I did a lot of thinking and questioned myself whether I should give it all up. Can I live without writing a single story? The answer to this question came when I got the job at the agency. I was lucky to know the president of the agency for two years when I worked at the Chronicle. I would always see him at the nearby coffee shop and I would frequently take his picture for my weekly column. He knew that I had been laid off and give me an opportunity to work for him.
My boss is the first to say that he is all about helping other people with their dreams and goals. He loves to be encouraging to the point that it’s almost overwhelming. So, every morning we have a meeting at 8:00 where we read a chapter from an inspirational book, talk about it and then apply to our daily lives. Right now, we are reading a book about dreams. My boss has told me from the get-go that I should continue writing. I’ve mentioned my writing dreams so much during our morning meetings that my boss once stopped me and asked, “What’s stopping you?” To be honest, I didn’t have an answer for him.
During one conversation, he told me that he doesn’t see me having a future in insurance. I agreed with him. He told me I was better than that and that the only person that’s stopping me from pursuing my dreams is myself. After a long, hard thought, I realized he was right. So the answer to the above question is no. I can’t live without writing. It’s like asking a starving kid if he can live without food. Um, duh! No!
Just because I hit roadblock, doesn’t mean I should make a U-turn and go the other way. I have to keep going straight. I am a true believer in expect the unexpected. I know that there’s something waiting for me out there. Something good. I just gotta find my golden ticket. If you’ve watched the movie Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, you catch my drift. 🙂
So my next plan? Just taking it one day at a time. I hope someone takes notice of my writing. I am working on a few story ideas. I hope to continue blogging and enhance my experience. I may be short, but I got a lot to give. Watch out, world!
So for now, it’s been said it’s been done, it’s been real it’s been fun!