My friend told me about an article she read earlier this week about how we should make our own hashtags for this year.
So I have decided that #better2014 is the most fitting hashtag for me. It embodies all my goals, my life plans and definitely all the changes that I wish to make this year.
Instead of simply jotting down and focusing on my ever-present (and almost never accomplished) New Year’s resolutions, I am just going to think of this year as the time to make serious changes and major decisions about my life and my career.
And as the cliche goes, bring it on 2014! #better2014, better me.
I apologize for the wordy title but it’s precisely the question that has been on my mind for the past couple of hours or so. Can you really be called passionate if you’re acting all passive about what you supposedly love and want to do in your life?
Because, to be honest, in my heart and mind I’m passionate about writing and it’s something that I feel like I’m pretty good at but… what then? I’m not exactly doing anything much about it.
All I know for sure is, for as long as I can remember, writing has always been something that I enjoy doing. Yet, I feel like I’m stuck on something awfully like mediocrity. Is it because of my personal hangups? Is it my fear of failure, the reason I’m ultimately not trying harder to step out of my comfort zone?
I used to dream of writing for magazines – fashion, travel, lifestyle, reviews, anything – and I had even come up with columns and articles as a pastime activity for my own satisfaction, As a high school student, I had been obsessed with FictionPress, where I regularly submitted my original stories (sadly, I lost all my files because our computer then died a natural death). In college, I was the Editor-in-Chief of our highly acclaimed school publication.
But so what, right? More importantly, what I am doing about it?
Well, I’m a freelance writer. I blog, albeit sporadically. I try to write book reviews. But I keep asking myself, what else?