There’s nothing quite like writing an article for a client, then looking up to see this on your wall:
The celebration at the end of the movie when everyone waves streamers and cheers your name is excellent, however unlikely. Rather, life is all about those little moments of accomplishment.
I love to write. It’s what I was meant to do. And there’s nothing better than getting paid for what you love.
Yet that’s not what made me happy.
The money is only an external symbol that what I love matters to other people, which gives me the means and opportunity to do more of it.
Granted, I would write even if no one else cared; I just wouldn’t do client projects.
What really pleased me in this case was that my plan worked. I went to graduate school to devote two years to my craft and receive feedback from a group of practitioners who were there for the same reason. Seeing my master’s diploma was a symbolic reward that my greatly debated notion to invest time and money in myself was paying off—especially since my decision came down to a gut feeling.
It’s important to note that an MFA isn’t necessary to do what I do; if you want to write, you’ll find a way to learn no matter what. I just happen to have one. For me, I’m glad I chose that particular path for I learned much during my apprenticeship.
I often take this accomplishment for granted, regarding that piece of paper as a fact rather than a trophy. I worked hard to earn it. I had to write a novel to earn it. And I’ve come a long way since graduation.
So don’t wait for the next payday to remember why it is you do what you do. Look back periodically to remember the reason you started down your path. I’m sure it’s a good story.
As for the client work I’m doing, I’ll let you know about that soon enough. Fun fact: I got the gig through an MFA connection. Stay tuned.