It took me several years to realize that I didn’t want to write for a living. I realized that the reason I pursued a degree in Communication was because everyone told me I shouldn’t let my writing abilities go untapped. Everyone said that I would thrive and flourish as a writer because I loved it.
But I never really loved writing.
I am a good writer, yes. I can edit the work of others better than I can my own and whip up a memo, business letter, media release, and cover letter in a pinch, but it’s not my favorite thing to do.
I enjoy sharing my thoughts, and that’s why I love blogging. However, I hate being creative on demand. That’s what I call it. At my current job, I write nearly a thousand words per day. Usually, it’s about things I am not passionate about. Yet I think part of being a successful writer is writing about some things that hold no appeal to you. That’s what being a writer is. Even the best authors must write through the annoying parts of their book to create the full masterpiece.
I hate being creative on demand. I know I said that already, but it bears repeating. That is why I do not want to be a writer. It is one of the many reasons I am joining the Air Force and pursuing a different career path. I want to write on my blog and love it, but I’ll probably never monetize it because that requires additional effort and commitment on my part. I don’t want blogging to stop being fun. I don’t want to have to be creative.
I commend those people who can be creative when told to be and push through the dry spells. I think it’s an excellent quality to have – one that I do not possess, and probably never will. And that’s okay.
I don’t want to write for a living, and I’ve finally come to accept that.