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a l i z a r i n R E D the red light district |
Tuesday, 27 November 2007 There are NONE!!!Sigh. I haven't been able to do Morning Pages. Because I'm just so fond of sleeping :( I'm supposed to wake up an extra 30 minutes earlier than usual. Basically morning pages are 3 pages worth of long-hand writing of your first streams of consciousness. It's one of the most important tasks of the whole Artist's Way journey. Sigh. I still have trouble with commitment, obviously. And compromise. I hope tomorrow I'll fare better. I know it's just a matter of actually DOING IT. A matter of choice. And I really don't want to be stuck where I am now so I should just go ahead and move forward already. Anyway...work talk! I've adjusted. As in I can honestly say that I have adjusted. I'm more open and I joke around with my officemates now. It's THAT stage already. Hehe I need more casual clothes! lol. Sometimes it still amazes me, the fact that I can wear clothes I'm comfortable in...clothes that express what I'm all about. Fashion freedom is love <3 As for the project...I know I'll do a good job of marketing it. Sometimes though...I still think about whether or not I made the right choice by accepting this job. I know, as in I know with all my heart (as cheesy as that sounds), that all I really want to do in life is to make it as a writer. To hone my craft. I know I'm not yet the writer I see myself becoming. I know there's still room for improvement. But I can honestly say that all I really want to do is write for a living. I want to eventually have my works published and I know that this is just a day job. A stepping stone. I realized I don't really see myself as a marketer or even a PR practitioner in the long run. I know I CAN be good at it but I don't really want to make a career out of it. I just want to write. And travel. And paint. And I want to eventually make a living out of the things I'm really passionate about so despite all the belief systems I've had about how hard it is to make it as a writer/painter, I still see it as my end result. My end goal. As in 3 to 5 years from now, I'll be working as a fulltime writer. I'll have written a novel, submitted a really witty short story entry to the Palanca, and have published a collection of my short stories and earn loads of moolah because I'll be really really good at it. I'll be having solo and group art exhibits regularly too. Have lunch and dinner dates with fellow artists and writers...and spend half of my year in transit. I'd have already toured my beloved Pinas and have visited more than half of Europe, Africa, Australia and the Americas. Sometimes I'd go on my own, sometimes I'd go with a friend, a lover or a family member. O diva?? I already see it happening. Really, it's only a matter of time. :)
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