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Yeah, It's Writing

Blackout poem by Austin Kleon.

Austin Kleon has captured what it is to want to be creative:

All I ever wanted to do was be part of the world I loved. The world I discovered in books and art and music. I want to be part of it. I don’t care how or in what capacity.

The entire post is worth reading. And rereading. And then posting on the wall. And sharing with everyone you know. And then...

Since announcing that I will quit my teaching job, I'm asked often, what's next? Those who are nervous ask, what will you do now? while those who are more comfortable just ask, what do you want to do? I usually hesitate in answering because it's tricky. I can imagine holding down a job again, so long as it stays confined to contract hours and doesn't suck my soul and wreck my health the way my current job does. I would love to earn healthcare and a living wage. Yeah, I'd like all those things, but they're not what I want.

What I want is scary. Risky. I don't know how to do it. I don't know if it's possible. I worry that I'm not up to it. Yet it's all I really want to do.

I'll let you guess what it might be.