This blog has been somewhat of a journey for me.
It's followed my journey
of returning to school
full time,
in a different field,
other than my majority money maker.
At my age.
Eek!
That's somewhat unheard of.
When I first started this program
I had someone ask me
if I was taking time off work for my hobby?
I didn't give up my full time job
for a hobby ~
f#<k, at least I hope not anyway.
It made me realize
that some may think that I just
"signed up" for this program.
But that certainly wasn't the case.
It took a lot of work,
effort, time, talent and tears.
And it also made me realize
that some people
still do not view creativity and writing,
as an occupation.
Or a career.
And that's ok,
I have nothing to prove to those people.
So anyway,
this blog started
when I was inspired by a professor
to write
something
every day
that someone else
could read.
I met that professor
after I had met
a fork in the road.
A fork in the road
that presented itself
when I gave in
to the gnawing feeling
within myself
that it was time
for me
to FULLY open up
to something that I love.
To Give myself fully to something creative.
Not like the way I only half gave of myself to my acting career.
Or at times the way I gave three quarters of myself.
You only get what you give.
And when I gave, I received.
But I mean, time was different, I couldn't take a full time risk.
So I never received a full time reward.
But things change.
We change.
We realize what is more important.
Or
At least sometimes we do.
So I opened myself up to a leap of faith.
A leap of faith
that came
after a lot of really hard work.
Work that I did in the background
unbeknownst to most...
but not to my family,
they've known of my writing goals for many, many years.
(*see photo attached to this blog post)
Many hours spent
in the background of my life,
taking many,
many
part time
writing courses...
creative writing,
novel writing,
screenwriting.
All the writing.
After I had worked all day.
After I had met all of my personal life responsibilities
for the day.
I'd stow away
up to my office
and sit at my desk
and eventually
at a desk
that my children had gifted me
and Write.
And when my portfolio was solid
and the timing was perfect,
I applied to a program
knowing that IF accepted
that
it WAS meant to be.
So here I sit...
on the Eve
of the completion
of my Screenwriting Program.
What a journey it has been.
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