Truth – T – A to Z Challenge 2019

Earlier this year I mentioned on my blog that I want to change professionally. From time to time I have had posts in a self-analysis style. In a way sharing these thoughts, makes me feel less lost.

So the truth is that there are quite a few truths.

I wrote a guest post for Gulara Vincent more than 3 years ago. At the time my mother was dying. Still, when I wrote the post I touched upon the truth about myself. The truth that I am always hiding from myself.

Whenever I flick through my notebooks, this truth comes back at me.

I reflect all the time, trying to figure out which path to follow.

There are a few things that I want to have in my professional life. I want to teach (explain, transfer knowledge, inspire people, make you jump over your shadow), I want to write (anything really, no wonder I wanted to be a journalist, and loved writing papers), want to research things.

The truth is, I am hiding from my own capabilities.

I am reading a book (this is homework) in order to find my professional path. Well, guess what, there are no answers! All the answers the book is giving me bring me back to where I was. The only thing that is happening is that I am confronting the truth.

So what is this truth?

The truth is I need to fight my imposter syndrome, stop worrying about admin stuff to publish my book. For now, I think I will publish a collection of short stories.

The truth is, I am a writer.

The truth is, I need to find a job that lets me make money, has good hours, makes me think, research, encourage people, transmit knowledge, and write.

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Ship – S – A to Z Challenge

The continuous humming that had accompanied us for the past weeks, suddenly stopped. It was eeryliy

The continuous humming that had accompanied us for the past weeks suddenly stopped. It was eerily quiet when we woke up. Out at sea, it was always quiet, but now, we realized that the sound of the engines had been there. A white noise accompanying the gentle rocking of the waves.

“What’s going on”? I asked.

“I have no idea”, Tom answered, looking like a cat after you forced it to take a bath.

I got up, the excess of last night, or rather of the past nights and days was now loudly throbbing in my head. Somehow, weeks of excess had only come to surface in my head today. But then my memory was hazy.

“I think, I know what is going on.” I spun around, Susie was rubbing her eyes and took a sip from her water before jumping off her upper bunk.

How we all envied her, always in good shape. Always fresh and ready to work in the mornings. The past two weeks, when we were without the boss nor his guests, must have been boring for her.

“So what is it smarty pants?” Luke asked with a smirk.

“Oh, our holidays are over. The captain told me last night; when you were all high that we had some repairs to do, that the boss would join us on board tonight with his new girlfriend and that today would be a land day.”

Tom’s face fell. He was enjoying the bosses stash, we were allowed to use it as long as there would be some left, and that we would be presentable when he would come back and not use any while he or his guests would be on board.

“Oh no, I will have land sickness”, he wailed.

“No, you won’t” I reassured him.

“I guess we’ll be feeling the effects of going cold-turkey.” Luke chipped in.

“So who wants to discover this lovely city with me?” Susie proposed, opening the thick curtain and revealing an astonishing view.

“Na, we’ll stay on the ship and make ourselves presentable first.” Was our answer, knowing that that in itself would be a hard mission.