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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Journal – J – A to Z Challenge 2019

Journal

Jessica opened her journal. Without reading the writing on the pages she flicked through to the first blank page.
Today, she didn’t want to write about what had happened in recent weeks. She wanted her creativity to kiss the page. She wanted the darkness of the past few weeks to evaporate.

“You are beautiful,” she jumped as she heard those words whispered from behind her. It was John. Oh my GOD, it was John!

Jessica crossed out the last line. And let herself be lead be by the pen.

Julia had hoped for John to utter a compliment, for weeks, if not months. Trying not to blush she slowly turned her head towards her crush.

She looked at the writing. This was better, but not quite what she was searching for. Jessica chucked the journal into a far corner of her room.

“Hatchi!”

“Hatchi!”

“Who is there?” Jessica asked, getting up from her bed to find the sneezer.

“Haaaatchi! You know where I am, you just chucked me into the dustiest corner that can be found on this planet” a papery voice replied.

To be continued.