September 6, 2023

Call me Crazy

What if I became a tortured artist? Yes. I will transform the entirety of my bedroom into a studio and put more of a priority on my record player and paintbrushes. I have been making fashion sketches 3D on a canvas, so obviously I should just open a gallery. No, I really should go back into sports photography; I had the opportunity so close I could taste it. What am I doing? What am I saying? I have a perfectly good position as a Social Media Manager- for a popular bar might I add. Don’t be ungrateful now. If I do an excellent job and give it one hundred percent of my focus, I will be strong and experienced in the field of marketing, which is so important for anything and everything I wish to do. But social media is not particularly what I am passionate about. I love this blog. Am I going to go around and say, “I’m a blogger?” Alright Lizzy McGuire, who do you think you are? Remember that short story I started writing about sophomore year? Should I turn that into a play? Yes, of course. Becoming a playwright; it’s as simple as that. If I’m in the middle of writing- which I am now- I don’t see why I don’t have every right to refer to myself as New York City’s newest playwright. Though, how would that interfere with my gallery work? Realistically, I could only cover a few games per week as a sports photographer during rehearsals for my play, and of course running a gallery is no lightly handled business. And all overlaps with my writing and studio time? I’m exhausted!