The Future of Blogging

Linotype/Linofilm Machine

I happened to talk with a family friend’s daughter who just graduated from college with an English and/or Communications degree. She was bright and excited to find a job doing something she loved — writing — and something she undoubtedly was good at.

So different a start from many of us. No?

I always loved to write — my first “longer” story was about me and Dennis Payton of the Dave Clark Five. I also get a feeling there was one with Paul McCartney of the Beatles, too, although I struggle to remember.

But I digress.

As I’ve probably said before, I was a secretary all my life in one form or another, which led to being a proofreader and a strange final turn to a data analyst specialist (data input). It was only at my final job that I asserted my writing and proofreading skills and took over the company blog.

I often wonder if I would have gone to college for English or Communications what sort of job I would have wound up with.

My problem was I didn’t know what I wanted to do at 17 years old.

Some went to college, most went into the workforce. I started off as a linofilm typist for ads for the telephone book. So strange to look back on that obscure craft these days. I mean, who even knows what a linofilm machine was these days?

Again I digress. So easy to do on a Monday morning.

I started off talking about this bright young college graduate who (hopefully) will find a rewarding career in the field she loves.

We talked a little about blogging and I gave her my blog addy. She wants to create her own website and start writing for herself and for corporate America. I think she’s talented enough to do just that, too.

The career choices today’s kids have are a lot different than they were in the 1970s. 1980s. And so on. Today kids have to be tech savvy and watch out for trends and digital development and social prejudices and the dark side of the internet. They have to keep an eye out for trollers and spyware and technology systems that become outdated as quickly as they are developed.

I’m not even certain the importance of blogging these days. Social media has moved upwards or backwards into worlds I’ll never grok. It is obvious I could never get a job writing for a living now. Not just my age but my limited knowledge and resources and even energy would come into play.

Thank goodness younger people don’t lack in all of the above.

I’m not saying you need a college degree these days to get ahead. There are tech schools and specialty schools and special classes to hone your skills no matter what you’re interested in. There are mentors to teach you the ropes and entry levels that promote from within.

What today’s kids need to hold onto, though, is their passion. Find a way to hone it, advance it, work with it and develop it.

Both my cousin’s high school graduate and her friend’s daughter are starting out in careers and worlds I’ll never know. They are the future. And I’m so proud of both of them.

Be proud of today’s generation, too. No matter what they choose to do.

 

 

The Path Not Taken

Today, like any other weekday, was a work day. Filling in spreadsheets with numbers and relationships and variants. I used to do a little writing for my company, but with personnel changes and new directions and new horizons  to be discovered, it’s mostly the data routine.

Yet I wonder.

How many of you work full time? (show of hands)

How many of you like your job? (fewer hands still up)

How many are doing what you want to do? (only one or two still up)

Why is it that so many people in the work force have issues with their jobs? Admit it. Most of us fall between the “I can barely stand this place” to “this is a pretty darn good job.” But do any of us really enjoy what we do day to day, week to week?

Tell the truth. The main purpose of any job is to make money in order to live. To pay our bills. To have a few extra dollars so we can order a pizza or go to the movies once in a while. A means to an end. Sometimes we are lucky and land our dream job in the world, in the field, we love. We get a job doing something we’re good at, something we’ve trained for.

But more often we get stuck in jobs that really don’t fit. We think it’s a side step to where we really want to go, but we get stuck in that sideways direction so long that we don’t recognize the road ahead. The job turns into a routine, our future prospects narrowed by our present occupation. The field we really want happens to be pretty saturated at the moment, so we stay where we are for just a little longer, and when we do apply for something we want they focus on our current experience, not our intent.

Suddenly we have been a secretary or a truck driver or a warehouse worker for most of our lives. Now we’re invested in three or four weeks paid vacation and 401K and co-workers we’ve gotten to know. We didn’t mean for our lives to take this fork in the road — it just happened. And we were so busy making money to feed our kids and pay for our house and to make car payments that there was no time to “take a chance” on that perfect job.

I am lucky to have had steady work in fields that were pretty decent. I’ve owned my own business, been a coordinator/proofreader, secretary, and salesperson. I am now at that point where my vacation and age leave no room for turning around, for the end game is in sight.

But as I sit and put numbers on a spreadsheet and copy and code catalog information and send and track emails and waste away hour after hour in silent calculations, I wonder if things would have been different if I’d gone to college. If I’d worked in an advertising agency instead of a savings and loan association. If I’d started writing professionally at 20 instead of 60.

I’m at the point in my career that I’m working hard to get to the finish line. To retire and really start my  new life. I’ve been preparing for it for over 47 years. And I am so ready.

But I still wonder…