Being abstract and didactic is fun and all, but now it’s time to get practical. Starting a company didn’t work out for me, so I’m turning to focus on another dream that’s been tugging at my sleeve for a few years—to become a freelance writer and translator.
Why would I pursue such an unstable career, you ask?
1) Independence! I’m not built for the corporate life. Few things suffocate my productivity as much as the mind-numbing routine of slathering toxic chemicals all over my face, squeezing into starchy clothes, and sitting in an excessively air conditioned office for 8 hours straight surrounded by people I don’t like.
2) There is a Muse inside me who’s desperate to be heard. She’s full of creativity and ideas, but she has no way to get out—so I need to hone the craft of writing and pave the way for her to shine.
3) I have a monstrous fear of writing that rears his head every time I sit down to an empty document. As Steven Pressfield explains in The War of Art, our biggest fears (“resistance”) often block the path that will lead us to a higher level of self-actualization and internal freedom. I believe I can master this fear through practice and study.
While I’m on the subject, I’ll share a great quote from The War of Art:
Sometimes we balk at embarking on enterprise because we’re afraid of being alone. We feel comfortable with the tribe around us; it makes us nervous going off into the woods on our own.
Here’s the trick: We’re never alone. As soon as we step outside the campfire glow, our Muse lights on our shoulder like a butterfly. The act of courage calls forth infallibly that deeper part of ourselves that supports and sustains us.
This blog shall serve as a testament to my dedication to the Art of Writing. I hereby intend to chart my progress through books on the subject and write about whatever else comes to mind.
Wish me luck, Internet. I know you believe in me.