Let me put this first and foremost: writing is my passion. I've woken up days, and immediately reached for my pen and notebook. However, writing, does not make money so quickly. That is where my collegiate major comes in. The monetary gain of my associates degree in English, seems almost like a waste of college for me. Honestly, thus far into my college career, it has done absolutely nothing for the writing that I truly enjoy doing. Granted, I have learned how to properly do a MLA citation, but that does nothing for my quest to correctly delve deeper into my character's psyche. Besides that, I haven't seen a way to make enough money, to afford to go to college. It sucks one thousand times over.
But, the college that I has chosen to go to, I had picked because it had a Veterinary Technician program. If there is one thing that is from me, besides my writing, is that I love animals. Hell, even in my writing, most of my characters have pets of some sort. And becoming a vet tech would have a lovely sum of money coming in, and I would be able to work with animals every day of my life. That is a beautiful prospect in itself. But, I refuse to look at the world through rose-colored glasses. I know that a life of working with animals is not just happy time with cute puppies. It would be a life that would be straight out of Animal Cops. I currently cannot wrap my mind around the concept of watching the death of animals each and every day simply because of human neglect and abuse. Seeing animal that may not make it out of the hospital, through no fault of their own. I know each day I would come home crying for God knows how long.
It's so hard for me to imagine doing the latter, but it seems to be the best path for me. Unlike writing, which is, shotty at best, it is a career where I will be able to work with things I truly love. My dad tries to convince me to work with people, but I just don't like people that much. No offense, but I'm an animal person. I know that I'll clean up vomit and feces from an animal, more quickly than a stranger. And, I would have downside, when at home, to write, and focus, and have money to do whatever I needed to survive in New York City. And, once I do begin to become published, I will be able to go back to school to pursue my English degrees up to doctorate school. I still write my fiction everyday, I'm trying to get back on my reading flow, and stop using my Kindle for games and Facebook. I've really been heavily working on writing out outlines for stories. It makes me feel so secure knowing exactly what I'm trying to do. As of right now, I'm working on an outline of Elah, the novel version. It's so crazy for me that I cannot completely trust the play as the story outline. They really have small story lines and arcs, and paths that cannot be fully explored on the stage in a limited time setting.
See, ugh, this is why I wanted to be a writer... I thought school would help with all that. But it hasn't. Nor has it offered a way for me to make livable moolah. Therefore, I've decided to change my mind from my a degree in reading, and actually do something meaningful with my life. Will it stop me as a writer, hell no, and it can only benefit me, once I wrap my brain around it.
