tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33767310.post4546109035346823249..comments2023-06-17T06:57:06.594-04:00Comments on this blessed life: An existential crisis, or, Where?darlene mcleodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10388221011175331452noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33767310.post-5258150734272926292007-08-19T15:05:00.000-04:002007-08-19T15:05:00.000-04:00But I was going to comment on this post! I read it...But I <I>was</I> going to comment on this post! I read it and decided to come back to it when I'd thought of the right thing to say... only I've been on the move constantly for the last seven days and haven't had a chance to sit down with the laptop.<BR/><BR/>Life does take us to unexpected places - especially when it turns out that the thing we want to do (the things we are most talented at) won't turn into a remunerative career. I always wanted to be a writer, and I think it's something I do well; but before anyone writes their great opus, they have to find a way to pay the bills; and it's a great leap of faith to give everything to nurturing your talent, knowing that you just might not break through. What I do now is close to what I dreamed of, but it isn't quite The Thing, and I often feel the way you so aptly describe.<BR/><BR/>I guess something similar has happened to you with singing. I know you have other things on your mind at the moment in terms of planning your future, but I also know that there is plenty of space in that future for you to be accomplished and successful. <BR/><BR/>Good luck finding a supervisor. What's your thesis on? If it's literary, drop me an email - in fact, just drop me an email anyway if you'd like to chat.<BR/><BR/>xxSarah Ditumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16179762144374700037noreply@blogger.com