“I want to write. I want to write stories that make people feel less alone than I did. I want to make people laugh about the things in life that are painful. That’s what I want to do.” –Hannah, Girls
I am finally finishing Girls, one of my favorite TV shows. Over the past couple of years I’ve been absorbed in my own life, without HBO (until now) or television in general. However, it’s a good thing I am finishing the series when I am, because the synchronicities between Hannah Horvath and myself are out of control.
Not only is she an only child from Michigan like me, she moved to New York City with the dream of becoming a writer. She got herself into ridiculous situations, met a plethora of crazy characters, and even was published in the Modern Love section of the New York Times- yet another goal of mine.
When asked where she wanted to be in three to five years by author Chuck Palmer (who stated how much he loves Traverse City, my hometown), she told him she wanted to write.
The vulnerability of writing is powerful, healing, and helpful to others- and like Hannah, I want to write to make people not feel so alone, too.
I’ve never been good at “jobs;” as a creative person, I’ve struggled in office environments. I’ve had creative differences with people I have worked for. I have had a vision, a dream, and a wild streak- something that employers generally don’t value or understand.
Freelance writing is something I am looking to do full-time, yet working on my book is my top priority right now. In addition to writing two Modern Love stories, I have an outline for a fictional, yet semi-autobiographical book based on my life in New York City and beyond.
We will see where my path leads, but I know who I am, and I know what I am good at. I know my dreams and goals, and in this chapter, I won’t let sitting at someone else’s desk get in my way.
