I can't seem to make it mine
My BA thesis is finished. My three-year course in Creative & Professional Writing has finished. I am free and ready to write that novel that I was thinking ever since I was six. Do I feel like I've learnt anything during those three years? The only thing that springs to my mind is something I already knew: nobody can teach you writing. If you want to do it, if it somehow makes sense to you, you will write, regardless of what anyone says. I think that my course made me feel inadequate and small at times. That I never felt like I could be myself, save for writing like myself. I was to busy getting good grades to develop a specific area of interest or to discover something about my writing. I don't recommend this kind of course to anyone, unless it's just your hobby and not part of your formal education.
I don't expect to find any job now, I know I'll have to wait at least two more years, until I complete my MA. But I'd love to work in a library. I wouldn't even mind running around the place and putting books back on the shelves. I want a job that does not entail any kind of responsibility. I want to be surrounded by books.
I feel alive again.
I don't expect to find any job now, I know I'll have to wait at least two more years, until I complete my MA. But I'd love to work in a library. I wouldn't even mind running around the place and putting books back on the shelves. I want a job that does not entail any kind of responsibility. I want to be surrounded by books.
I feel alive again.