School is about to start next week, and I have no desire to go back at all. Being alone all the time makes me sad and grumpy, but I don’t want the hassle of the work. I’m taking 5 classes again, and can feel the stress climbing up my legs. Sigh. Going to school will help me to be a better writer but the truth is (or what I think it is) that if you’re a good writer it’s already there. You have it. School teaches you the outlines, the formats the hard core info, but the substance, the core is there in you or not. I question sometimes if I have it. Will I ever get the chance to prove myself? I wonder. I want to write that’s all I want to do. I want to live it every day, breath it more than I already do. I know, but I don’t.
Sorry for the gloomy tone there that’s just my mindset on the career thing at the moment.
She Geek Out.