Ahhhhh, yes. The only response I have ever heard upon revealing my university level studies. Oh, wait, I forgot about the response from drunk frat stars. "Duuuude, that's so cool. Do you, like, write and stuff?"
Yes, as an English Major with a concentration in Creative Writing, I do write and stuff.
Anyway, back to my point. I actually do not know exactly what I am going to "do with my life" I've had no problem supporting myself thus far, I do not see where the worry and concern is coming from by relatives and friends. My dream of course, is to be a rich and famous fiction writer, but I'm also grounded in reality, and will accept just about any job that gives me a reason to keep writing.
Which in reality, is any job.
I've worked as a bagel girl, coming in at 4:30am to prepare the bagels for the day, and serving the grouchy customers.
I babysat enough kids to swear I would never have my own.
Which led me to working in a daycare, even more of a reason to never spawn.
I cleaned toilets at a local college, the resident janitor.
I currently work in the library at my university.
All of these glamorous part time jobs have inspired me to write.
See, I will be happy, don't you worry folks.
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