Good Luck 2010
I hope everyone out there is enjoying their long weekend with barbeques and camping trips. Unfortunately Washington has had record cold temperatures all week and today finally has some sun. I am so excited abou
t my favorite activity associated with my lifestyle as a writer: to sit out in the sun with my computer and a glass of ice tea. After this holiday weekend the market will be flooded with thousands of MFA grads all going for the same few jobs, the few same publishing contracts, and in reality, most of us will end-up waiting tables or answering phones or something like that. It’s true. There is no escaping it. Everywhere I turn its, welcome to the one of the worst job markets ever. It’s positively soul sucking. I think the only way to avoid a trip to the insane asylum is to focus on the things that make what we are all trying to do worth it. So in that regards here is my top ten reasons why I love that I’m a writer.
10. I don’t feel guilty about splurging at the book store.
9. Every thing you do could possibly turn into an awesome story/essay/poem so you might as well go out and experience everything.
8. I have made a whole bunch of friends who will actually talk books with me, four hours and hours sometimes.
7. When you have a good day writing it makes all the bad days worth it.
6. Reading bad books and thinking if they can get a publishing deal so can I.
5. When the weather is good I can work outside.
4. Lots of coffee.
3. Sometimes you get a rejection letter that actually has a real signature on it.
2. I can work in my sweatpants and it doesn’t matter.
1. When you do get published it is the best feeling ever.
To all the new graduates out there, good luck and congratulations!
Yay for sweatpants!
Here, here. I’m wearing them right now! :-)
I think one of the reasons I love being a writer is because I feel like I’ve got a secret key to the world. I feel like writers are more observant than the average bloke and therefore are more likely than most to arrive at some wisdom or beauty or pleasure while most people are out there wondering why they’re so g-d unhappy without having a clue what to do about it. (Maybe I’m reading into things!)
Maybe it’s because writing is a little bit like therpy in that we examine our motivations and actions to better understand our art. It’s like having an internal therapist every day, all the time. :-)
Yeah, I hate to admit it, but writing is really therapeutic for me. But I’m one of those people who believes writing can be therapeutic and artful.