I’ve loved writing since I was five and could hold a big fat Crayola halfway steady.Â I love words, language, stringing those modern-day cuneiforms together and achieving meaning.
Writing is more than just something I do.Â It’s part of who I am.Â It’s like breathing. I don’t journal here primarily to get rich and famous (not likely, anyway) or even to entertain you fine folks.Â I journal here because; well, all those words inside me need to get OUT.
I had an interview today that I’m more than halfway afraid to even discuss.Â Copywriter for a new media company.Â Now, I love the web.Â I love writing.Â Writing for the web is like fried cheesecake.Â You mean you can combine Mexican food and cheesecake in one dish?Â Egads!Â Sign me up!
I made it past the first round of interviews with an invite to round two.Â Nearly wet my pants.
I love my little fledgling web company.Â And I can see that running it for the rest of my life could be a path that would be very satisfying to me.Â And my eyes are now wide open to the trade-offs, because all jobs have trade offs.
And this copywriting job is not without it’s own tradeoffs.Â Primarily, not being in total control of my own time as I am as an entrepreneur.
I could be very happy either way.Â And I am, in fact, very happy right now.Â I’m no longer putting off happiness till I know how the story ends. In my heart, I always have and always will think of myself as a writer.Â So, yeah, it would be nice to have the validation that comes with the job title.
But it’s all good, either way.