“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.
Living life in limbo is inevitable from time to time, but today I had an epiphany:
When you’re working toward a goal, don’t try and fill your life with other things to provide comfort.
Keep moving. Focus on your mark. You’ll get there.
I chatted with a friend about this earlier today- we are both writers working on our own brands, yet we have both been guilty of letting distractions alter our mindset. Why on earth would we let other people, places, or things stand in our way? While she’s out in Los Angeles working toward her dreams, and I’m here in Boston working on mine. It was wonderful and perfect to connect with her about where I’m at right now, because she’s in the same spot, too!
Oh, I just love how life works out. Just as we started to feel a bit irritable and discontent about our “distractions,” we both passed the tests and recognized that we need to get back to work.
People and situations will come into your life when they’re supposed to, but don’t try and manipulate the situation. Whether you’re filling your time with a new TV series or going out on dates for no good reason, stop. I’m serious. Everything falls into place as it should, including those uncomfortable moments. Don’t dig yourself into a deeper hole and get off track.
Each moment teaches you a lesson- so remember your goal, stay on your path, and you’ll be just fine. ❤
Oh, how time flies… and how things change (yet stay the same).
It’s hard to believe I have officially been freelancing for a DECADE. Back in 2008, my friend Steve and I started a small marketing company where we bartered with local businesses in San Francisco.
Steve made a little “nook” in the bay window that looked out onto 24th and Harrison. It was there where we worked on our first website for Starboard Marketing, and where we used to eat, drink, and be merry. That year, we threw a Chinese-themed party for the Olympics Opening Ceremony, played Sarah Palin Bingo, and watched the Giants play terribly (but loved them anyway)- we had no idea what their fate would be in 2010.
Above his apartment in the Mission District we also brewed beer, lovingly referred to as “Harrison Brewing Company.” We named our first brew, a blonde ale, after his golden retriever, Mackerel. We also made a hefeweizen that year named “Obam’ale,” which we (probably illegally) brought to the polls with us on election night.
We thought we may be able to nab the new ice cream shop below his apartment, which we watched open as the retro stools were installed and the signs went up. He got their mail delivered to his address before they got their own, and were excited to run downstairs and try their “Secret Breakfast” ice cream after they opened. That ice cream shop is now the famed Humphry Slocombe.
From massage therapists and local restaurants to fashion designers and mobile shopping apps, my work has definitely changed over the years. However, my heart still feels the same- I will only work with brands, causes, and companies I am passionate about. Life is too short to not to do what you love.
7 cities and 10 years later, I’m still loving entrepreneurship, writing, and cultivating connections all over the world. I’m beyond grateful for having a wild soul and free spirit that made me fearless and ready to take chances over these past 10 years.
2008 may have been a great year, but 2018 will be even better.