"So, what do you do?" It may seem like an easy enough question, but this innocent inquiry really trips me up these days. What do I do? Am I a writer? A paralegal? A LEGO employee? What wording best describes my way of making a living? A lot of people asked me that magic question this weekend, and as pretentious as it sounds, I always said Writer first (and yes, with a capital W). Writer... Because that is what I went to school for, it is what I used to be, and it is what (in theory) I still want to be. I haven't had an article published in months, yet I still cling to that time when my life was filled with words. Pathetic much?
An upcoming assignment has prevented the Writer label from being a complete fraud, thankfully, though I still feel like I'm putting on a front.
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