And so begins my career... as what exactly? A writer? An editor? A communicator? All of the above? Even now, I'm still not quite sure.
Since the age of 12, I've wanted to be a writer. More than anything, I wanted to write for a living and be a writer as a profession. I even started university with the idea of becoming a writer. Then, reality hit me.
Would a Bachelor's degree magically turn me into a writer? It wouldn't... I pondered the idea of becoming a journalist, so I decided to study communications. At the time, this field seemed ideal as it was broad enough to find a job that would involve some kind of writing.
In the last few years, writing has taken a back seat in my day-to-day activities. Why? I'm not exactly sure... I tend to blame my boyfriend-turned-husband. When I was sad/depressed or confused about life, I could write and write and write. Now, I'm generally a happy human being, and I don't write nearly as much as I used to.
Fast forward a few years, I end up working in a non-for-profit, in a completely unrelated job... a vacancy opens up and BAM! I'm a Communications Manager.
So here I am, a Communications Manager and Editor-in-Chief of a magazine. Two things that I have never done. 6 months in, I can honestly say that I have never worked so hard in my entire life. I love my job (for the most part...) and I feel like my work is actually valuable and will serve me well in my career.
In my career as what? I'm not exactly sure anymore... However, in my current position, I work closely with writers. This has renewed my passion for writing. I work with writers, give them feedback, edit their work and get great articles to publish in the magazine.
When I look at things now, it seems like everything has come full circle. I wanted to be a writer from an early age, and that dream got pushed aside for a while. Now, I'm working in publishing and it has definitely given me the drive to pursue writing and hopefully get a chance to publish my work.
It's funny how life works sometimes.