Blogging. Public diary for the dramatic, star-crossed teenage lover? Not anymore.
I always pictured bloggers as sobbing fifteen year-olds typing angry that-was-way-too-much-information accounts to the general (-ly single, fat, and over forty male) population. But, alas! It is a medium for aspiring, and often times, talented writers.
Being an overly secretive individual, I never thought I would catch myself spewing about life and such to the general (-ly single, fat, and over forty male) population. But as technology would have it, this is surprisingly a good outlet for displaying one's writing chops. There are actually other people besides single, fat, and over forty men reading this - I hope, unless you happen to be offering a legitimate writing/editing position. If so, no offense and please hire me! So here I am, musing about blogging, while dying inside for a writing gig.
Unfortunately, becoming a writer is not as easy as studying writing for 4+ years and then handing a company your diploma. You actually have to have writing experience. But wait! I've been IN SCHOOL learning how to write. Is that not experience? No. No it's not.
You see, while I was diligently scribbling away, some genius was getting paid to learn how to write, not paying to learn how to write. He started out in a lowly position but had talent, thus he was promoted to assist some hot shot editor or what have you FOUR YEARS LATER. He is now making around $30,000 a year, while I am resorting to a blog to try and prove that I can write. Such is life.
So, what did college give me? A few friends who might be around for the rest of my life, a gaping hole in my pocket and then some, a baby (who knew unprotected sex led to single motherhood?), and NO job.
I can't deny that I haven't learned a thing or two:
1. Studying doesn't count for jack, except in Academialand (which is sort of like Neverland -- it's a pretty fun place, but it doesn't exist in real life).
2. One shouldn't pay to learn, if there's an opportunity to get paid to learn. Ignore this if your career dreams require a college education, like biochemical engineering for example. READ #2 fifty times if you're planning on majoring in English like yours truly.
And lastly,
3. Wear a condom, for Christ's sake! It really can happen to you, which makes being jobless that much worse.
Look forward to keeping up to date with your musings.
ReplyDeleteAnd - hey - lots of English majors around. I was one - so were many of my colleagues at my ad agency job,... and even occasionally bump into others here in the corporate strategy world
hope all is well.
welcome to the blogosphere!
ReplyDeletethink you'll have a good time ;)