My Life, In 250 Words Or Less

Monday, December 19th, 2005 • 1 Comment on My Life, In 250 Words Or Less

I finished my Christmas and Hanukkah cards this evening.  Joy.  Happiness.  I have a system of writing cards that involves a complicated formula of Time Known x Distance From / Likeness For + Closeness To (or some such thing, I’m not a math major, after all), which simply means cards get written in order of shortest to longest.  The longer cards get a more personal note—a summary of my life in the past twelve months for those I’m not in contact with regularly. 

How does one sum up one’s life in the space of a Christmas card?  Something like this:

It’s been a busy year.  I’m finished with my first year of grad school and I’ve come to the realization the only thing more worthless than my B.A. in English is pursuing a M.A. in Humanities.  Getting a PhD. in Philosophy would seem to be the next logical step.  I quit the library, finally.  It’s probably good I left when I did because it was only a matter of time before I pissed off someone important and got myself fired.  I’m still writing, but not nearly as much I should because I’m a) inherently lazy, b) easily distracted by pretty, shiny things and c) discovering that graduate course work in Humanities is rather demanding, despite the startling lack of career opportunities.  Before you ask, no, I don’t have a book coming out any time soon.  And no, I don’t know when I will.  However, I’ve still managed to get a bunch of things published this year, but not nearly enough to garner me a) fame, b) fortune and c) the ability to say, without stammering, “I’m a writer.”  I hope to set impossibly high goals for myself in 2006 and will be sure to recount my failures to you at this time next year.

Happy Holidays!

Posted by Kristina in Musings
  • Gena says:

    I know how you feel Kristina. I am a fellow writer who has quit a job this year—it was either that or kill my co-worker—and I write, but not nearly as often as I want. Look. There is always more money, more fame or more success to be had. The key is to appreciate the accomplishments we’ve made, be happy we were able to realize that some jobs just aren’t worth it, and make plans for the future. I think you have quite an impressive body of work anyway, and certainly can call yourself a writer without stammering in the least.

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