He won't get far on hot air and fantasy!

Mar 25, 2005 02:01

Tonight I headed to my lil watering hole (and not on a poetry night, either, for shame on me) and as luck would have it, the poor gal who starred in my last post was indeed present. The good news is things are perfectly clear that there's nothing between us. I'm not one of the more frequent visitors there, so every visit is basically a 'oh yeah, I ( Read more... )

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darkdevotchka March 25 2005, 08:52:46 UTC
Argh! How I totally relate to you on all this. On everything you just said.

And I'm bewildered to the fact that ever since I got a Masters degree AND work-experience with a publisher in NYC has completely backfired on me here in Sydney. And I'm talking 9 months of nothing ever since I've been back.

How is this possible? Yes, I completely relate to you on all of the above, even on the writing-the-novel saga . It is an incredibly lonely endeavour and sometimes the depth of sacrifices scares me.

What you gotta do what you have to do to live your dream and not risk that day when you're in your rocking chair reflecting on "what if"...

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sixgunsaint March 25 2005, 08:59:00 UTC
Amen, soul-sister. Like I said before, writing is going to have to be my salvation. I know this sounds horribly ignorant and a little childish, but I just can't find a career I like. I've gone from the journalism course (finished it) to social work (2 and half years of school till i found out what a social worker actually does and transferred out) to english, which was meant to just give me at least a BA. But I never chose it to go further with it, I have no real interest in teaching, it was more like a means to an end. I didn't even mention my one semester in heating/cooling, good lord!

I've chalked up all those false leads as my desire for a quick fix career, something I can get and wave around like a trophy pleasing everyone but myself. No more of that, though. All I can say is "Where's my broom!" and maybe "Here's your coffee!"...maybe...

I'm interested that you've also gone the novel route. I'd like to hear more about some of your adventures in writing.

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bluestarla March 25 2005, 08:53:59 UTC
Hey-I know where you're coming from. You're an intelligent person, so you'll figure out what's right for you. Nevermind what anyone else (even family) thinks.

Keep your chin up. Work hard at whatever it is you're trying to accomplish and it will happen for you! :)

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sixgunsaint March 25 2005, 09:01:19 UTC
I'm sorry I fooled you into thinking I was intelligent :P

Hey, Faulkner was turned down 12 times for 'Sound and the Fury'. I'll give it that much until I start pushing another novel around. Thanks for the kind words and encouragement. I actually just wrapped up a few more pages, now totalling 30! Holy Moses! Heh.

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mllemoonbeams March 26 2005, 03:46:09 UTC
My family has never BEEN on my ship. "What can you do with a degree in Creative Writing?" It's been the only thing I ever wanted to do, and the only thing I could make a career out of, aside from prostitution. *rolls eyes*

I agree; "gumshoe" sounds so much more interesting.

Ahh, fanatsies...I wonder when I will begin roaming the juke joints and dives, trying pathetically to come out of my social coma and learn how to interact with strangers. And maybe make new friends.
And also to learn how people work and how and why I should not trust them. ;)

21 Nostril salute...ye gads, that was so dear.

I haven't started trying to get anything I've written published yet, and for the very reasons you listed: very little support, very little faith.

We have to have faith in ourselves, I suppose?

Your chin is so high. You're so full of pep, even when you're sad. You're the string quartet on the Titanic, even though your situation isn't quite that disparaging. :D ( ... )

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sixgunsaint March 29 2005, 05:47:00 UTC
As I told Libra below, you two are my soul sistah's! You're right about having the faith in yourself, as really that's the only faith that holds any substance. Having confidence when a friend or family member gives you props is a weak and baseless foundation for anything. I do feel like creative endeavours need to be loved by us - let's be good parents to our stories. I don't need anyone else raising my babies, 'less of course its a publisher who is generous with the cash-ola. Then raise away!

Speaking of publishers, if you ever do get that rolling, I have a manuscript waiting for you to approve, and me to write!

Thanks again for the encouragements.

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mllemoonbeams March 29 2005, 18:02:51 UTC
:D

It's nice to know that people like what you write, but that shouldn't be the motivation for writing, as I think it's rapidly become over the years.

I will not write for money. I don't care if I'm homeless; I'm going to write because the words are in me and need to come out.

Damn straight, we won't put our babies in daycare. ;) Cute analogy.

You are mighty welcome for the encouragement. I owe you in that aspect, anyhow. ;)

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libragirly1313 March 26 2005, 03:56:20 UTC
I feel incredibly out of place in a society in which people define themselves by what they do for a living. I have a master's degree & am actually a perfectionist once I really focus on something, but I also have a few chronic health problems & ADHD. Plus, even when I've tried to fit in with the generic office crowd, I've always stood way out, & have had a few co-workers make my life so difficult just because I didn't fit into the lame culture that I had to quit certain jobs. So, with the exception of my freelance proofreading, I'll be stuck in entry-level jobs for the rest of my life unless I can become a college professor (or a rock star ( ... )

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sixgunsaint March 29 2005, 05:42:49 UTC
Ah, you and mllemoonbeams are my soul-sistah's! It's an odd feeling, that sense of not fitting in. I've never had any close friends in any of the jobs I've had. Keep shooting for the rock star gig, Libra, you've already got the CD cover pic for it. And keep that imagination as well. I loved watching 'Finding Neverland' because it portrayed a person who didn't let that childhood sense of wonder and fantasy slip from them, and found joy in everything ( ... )

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