I’ve spent this week getting out of the last of my ennui. I’ve been trying to figure out what direction I want to push all of my energy into, and with the upshot my writing and career is sort of headed in right now, I decided to push all this extra energy into those directions.
Physically, I’m really healthy right now and feeling pretty fantastic. As said, I’ve got a lot of mental and physical energy, and no real firm place to put it. So.
With this strict budget of mine, and the one-year-for-a-car, two-years-for-a-house goals, I need to start putting more energy into getting to a place, careerwise, that I’d like to be. That is, finding ways to improve what I do, increase what I make, and certainly make more money freelancing (fiction and Other).
So I finally firmed up that decision this week. I have some ideas for work, and I’ve started putting together some corporate communication plans, building new projects for myself, and I’ll do a couple meetings with some folks next week to talk about some corp marketing stuff and see where everyone is so I can figure out the best place to put myself.
The thing with working without any real supervisor is that I have to sort of anticipate what folks need and build it. If I want something bigger, I need to build it. I need to show I’m up to that. It’s a fun place to cut my marketing and com teeth. I want to work toward that house. This is where I need to push this.
Even if I get cut after season, these are great skills I can transfer to other places. Showing what I can develop, build, and implement will look great on the old resume.
There’s a huge shift I need to take, personally, to really move all my energies over there. I’m still sort of all over the board. But I did finally make the decision this week about what I feel is the most important thing right now, the best place to put displaced energy.
So making that decision, tough as it is, felt good, at least.
I’m in a good place.
I know where my heart is.
