I have had many jobs in my life. I've been a game attendant at an amusement park, a bartender, a nurses' aide, a cargo attendant for an airline, a teacher, an assistant teacher at a daycare, among other things that I try not to remember, yet, the hardest job, and the one I love most, is being a writer. In my other jobs, I always had someone telling me what to do and when to do it. Even as a teacher, I had a curriculum to follow and certain goals that needed to be met by a certain time. What I find the hardest about being a writer is, that even though it is my only job right now, I am not a very good boss.
"Laura, sit down and finish that chapter you started last night!"
"Yeah, but ... I have homework due three days from now that I should at least think about."
"Laura, did you come up with a title for the next book yet?"
"I'm thinking, I'm thinking ..."
See?
I quit my day job because it left me no time to write. After changing countless diapers, breaking up squabbles from one year olds, driving the kids to work, teaching private classes, and doing homework, I fell asleep. Besides, I'm more creative at night so be quiet and wait (oops, sorry, arguing with myself again).
The point is, writing is the hardest job I've ever had but I wouldn't trade it for anything. I love to see the smiles, or the tears, on peoples' faces when they are reading what I wrote. I love to make people feel things, even though making people feel things with just the written word is REALLY hard! So, with all else aside, besides my family and college, I am at it again and I couldn't be happier. Now if I could just listen to myself and write when I'm supposed to it might like me more as a boss. I'll work on that. I will also keep working on this BLOG thing. It's a promise!
