What do I want professionally? And you know what? I have no idea. Even publishing a book and having it be a great book that people love — I’m not sure which pieces of that I actually want.
Not knowing what I want makes it awfully hard to go out and get it.
I have two kids and a delightfully odd husband, Brett. My children are Noah (born to us in 1997) and Madison (born to her first mom, Pennie, in 2004 and brought to our family through a domestic, open adoption). They are my inspiration and also the reason I don't get more done around here.
I'm a writer and sometimes I get published, which is a nice thing. I write for joy, I write for money and when I'm very lucky, both things happen at the same time. My work appears in national publications including Yoga Journal, Disney's Family.com, Utne, Wondertime, Brain Child and Salon. Currently I am working on a book about my daughter's adoption and seeking representation for the proposal. I also own Smart Cookie Communications with my husband.
LifeAsIKnowIt
May 31st, 2007 at 2:24 pm
Oh, I know exactly what you mean.
I am still fumbling around trying to figure out what I want to be when I grow up.
Just found your blog today…good stuff.
Jackie
May 31st, 2007 at 4:14 pm
STOP reading my mind! Seriously!
I have no idea what I want professionally either. I’m so Esther Greenwood, looking up at the fig tree and watching them wither up, one by one….
orrielynn
May 31st, 2007 at 4:40 pm
ok. then you all should in the mean time buy the chief (for civil service jobs) and take every test you qualify for. by the time the test results come out, perhaps you will know better what you want, and you may have an option youre interested in.
shanamadele
May 31st, 2007 at 5:42 pm
What Jackie said (minus the Esther Greenwood reference).
And now, I’m off to Google.
Bacchus
May 31st, 2007 at 8:46 pm
I think there are more of us who feel this way. I mean who wants to be the one to admit they aren’t ambitious enough in group settings. I grew up with two work aholics. I don’t want to find myself wondering where the time went while I was at work. Success can be addictive and the trap is not knowing when we have enough.
dawn
June 1st, 2007 at 8:43 am
Bacchus, you nailed it. I worry about my own workaholic tendencies.
Jackie
June 1st, 2007 at 1:20 pm
shanamadele, it’s from Sylvia Plath’s “The Bell Jar,” if that aids in your Googling!
shanamadele
June 5th, 2007 at 4:45 pm
Jackie, thank you! Now, I shall head over to goodreads to add it to my “to-read” shelf.