I think I\’ll do it. Inspired by Hari\’s boyfriend Eric yesterday, I\’ll try submitting works to random journals around Pittsburgh (easier market?) and hope that I would get accepted.
I have this yearning to be recognized and acknowledged. Through my writing, I hope to accomplish that. Even with a few rejections.
Eric wrote several articles. Right now, he\’s a freelancing writer. Writing articles for local newspapers and a few interest magazines. He applied to the School of Journalism in Berkeley. I was impressed. Dream goals are often so lofty. People don\’t pursue them for practical reasons.
The last time I saw Eric was in Pittsburgh. I remember when I first heard that he was a freelancing writer, I perked up. I started to ask the typical naive questions he probably received often… Mostly, he said that it wasn\’t glamourous (struggling writers anyone?) and that he would rather be doing something else.
But would he? Could he?
I have struggled with this so long. Sure right now, I am heading into a profession that can guarantee me around 80k+ per year. But that won\’t be satisfying. I could be at any of the tech companies in the south bay, but that isn\’t enough. I want to do more. I want to create. I want to make an impact.
I could be so naive, but I want to be understood.
What\’s great about the field of writing is that to be great, you don\’t need to start young. Some writers, some of the greatest writers (authors, perhaps) hit it big when they\’re old. So it\’s ok. It\’s all inspiration. I thought for awhile that I should try my hand at getting a mfa, but my thoughts were…how could I…if I could do without one. I don\’t know.
My current masters right now has disproven many things that I thought were true prior to entering the program. I know design. I know interaction and the users. And without the masters, I wouldn\’t be where I am now.
We\’ll see.
My greatest concern is that my work of my greatest stories would be…copyrighted and I wouldn\’t be able to talk about it again without referring to the original magazine. My GOD, how horrible would that BE!