Posted: December 23, 2016
I have just completed my work year. After saying my goodbyes and wishing my coworkers much love as we part for the close of 2016, I feel a surge of emotions.
On my drive home I thought of many things. I thought of my work.
I realized that while I enjoy my factory very much, (It has a calming effect. Repeating the same motions over and over allows me to clear my head and explore my creativity.) I am beginning to see myself in a different light. Suddenly I realize my mind's eye is slowly changing. The more I write, and the more I develop my stories, my self perspective is shifting.
Six months ago, if someone came up to me asking what I did for a living, I would have described my work at the factory, rather proudly. Presently if asked, I would tell them I was a writer.
Before I might have been ashamed to say this, mainly from the fact that I have not published any work. This brought a little embarrassment.
But I am proud now. So what if I haven't published. I can keep carrying on. Edison did not invent the light bulb on the first try. Why give up, why be ashamed? An inventor is a good example, because they will try over and over at many failed attempts. Still they call themselves inventors.
There is nothing wrong with being creative and having nothing to show for it. If it is your job, keep plugging away at it. If the talent is there, and should be utilized. Many great writers never even published or received recognition for their work while they were alive.
If I desire recognition for work that is complete... well then I would have poor work indeed. I'm not going to rush this. I will write right, and in my own time.
This year is coming to an end. A year very hard on many. I will always remember 2016 as difficult, but also enlightening. I started up my writing career, I'm learning many things, and I have a great desire to keep it going.
Thank you to all of my readers. I could not do this without you. Now that I consider myself a writer, I will continue to hone my skills. I plan on staying around for quite a while.
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