One thing is certain, it is much easier to be a blog contributor when you are unemployed. For nearly seven years I have been working full time for SecureWorld, an event company, and my writing went to the wayside. During this time, I bought my first home, and had a second child. Basically… life happened.
I started to get the writers itch last year when a series of life events unfolded, giving me a book idea. At the same time, I was reading Amanda Palmer’s book, The Art of Asking and felt inspired (thanks, Amanda). I serendipitously found myself traveling to Boston (where much of her book takes place) while I was reading it, and was certain it was a sign.
I recently read Elizabeth Gilbert’s Big Magic. Her belief that ideas float amongst us to be realized and embraced by a human resonated with me. Muses are real and will not wait forever. (Thank you for also inspiring me, Elizabeth.)
My oldest child left for college last fall, and I decided to take a “Writing Your Memoir” class at the community college. Yes, just like the new hit series, Mrs. Fletcher on HBO. The course was fantastic. It helped me carve out the time to write, and provided the necessary discipline I need under the pretense of “homework.”
Now life is very different, as it is for nearly all of us. My role at SecureWorld shifted drastically from marketing our in-person conferences, to marketing digital content. I also began writing for our “news” segment of the company. I’ve had to dust off those old writing skills, but I’ve been enjoying the change in job duties.
So, I’m back to build my online presence again. Much like I declared in this post from 2013, The Long Hiatus is Finally Over! I’m making myself accountable. Afterall, what better time than during the global pandemic?
During my Boston work / vacation trip (March 2019), my daughter and I spent half a day exploring Harvard. I stopped to pay my respects in Brattle square where Amanda Palmer was a living statue street performer in the 1990’s. This bronze memorial marionette was erected ‘in celebration of all street performers.’