Tuesday, April 24, 2007
on opportunities unwasted (confessions of an editorial intern)
I’ve been reminiscing a lot about the internship I had last spring, at Zondervan. It was the chance I dreamed about as an underclassman: a gorgeous section in my résumé, the perfect bridge between the life of a student and the life of an editor.
And then, you know the story. Some time in February, I discovered that I’d gotten my vocational message upside-down, and I wasn’t supposed to edit, but to write. This wasn’t because the internship was bad. It was, in fact, quite the opposite: one of the best things I did at Calvin. I still finished the internship, learning all I could from the inside of a major publishing house. (How could that hurt a hopeful writer?)
Friday, April 13, 2007
in search of daily breath
So, I’m losing patience. Who knew it took so long to get over pneumonia? I was hoping it was just like a Super-Cold: give it a week or two and it will be gone. But pneumonia is a whole different ballgame. Energy and ambition seem like myths of the past—I’m certainly not doing much lately! My writing computer has been off for far too long, which brings all kinds of fears: any writing talent I ever had will dry up, I’ll forget the gist of my plot, I’ll turn into a lazy slacker who watches movies and knits all day . . . eek!
I’ve been pretty out-of-it for over a month now—using up those wonderful extra weeks that I added to my writing plan. Rats! I had really hoped I could sail through, get done early.