Hello everyone. This is my first post as the real me.
Over the past few years, two to be precise, I have been writing, yes, but not as Lee.
First, I was writing under pen names like Sky, Fjiord, and many other names I feel ashamed of talking about here. Why pen names? They are comfortable. None of my friends will know I write such boring and dry articles. All they want and expect from me is juicy evergreen staff.
Then, I was writing, yes, but, it wasn’t my writing! Mmmh. Let me explain a bit and It goes like this:
I have a friend, let’s call her Ms. X. She has an excellent command of the language and writes well. I read a few of her posts and mmm, this is the best I’ve ever read. Let me subscribe to her newsletter. Next time she publishes another masterpiece, I would reproduce the same but use a different styling and wording. ( FYI, this is plagiarism incognito).
“Why do such a thing?” You may ask.
I was scared of my writing! It was horrible and I could not associate it with my name.
Over time, I got tired. I did not want to be that lousy copycat anymore. And given that it is how writers’ block is born! I stopped.
Nothing Worthy Having Comes Easy
Like every other first-time writer, I’m a bit nervous, a bit unsure and a little scared of the ‘publish’ button.
In as much as I want my ideas to flow as the come, it is not that easy. And that is the point. Nothing worth having comes easy.
Acknowledging I am a bad writer, makes me want to be different and a better writer. My language use and choice of words may not be good enough, for now. Ideas may not flow and paragraphs stand on their own. With time, I will perfect it and all will be well.
I Got Fired. Reason? Whatsapp!
Last week, my boss fired me. Yes, I got fired for a shitty flimsy reason. The previous evening, I received a call from him and it went like this:
Boss: Hello. Good evening
Me: Good evening. How are you?
Boss: Why are you not contributing your views like your peers on Whatsapp group?
Me: I’m sorry… Sir, nothing of importance for the development of XYZ Inc is talked there. Got bored!
Boss: Okay. A good evening.
and hanged up….
The following morning, I received a call from the secretary asking me not to report to work, not until I get to hear from her again. Bullshit!
At that point, I knew I had lost the job. But for not being active on the company’s WhatsApp group? That was flimsy, not reason enough, or maybe to me. In as much as it sounds ridiculous funny, that was it. That is how I got fired.
Self-realization and Pledge to Myself
Since then, my eyes have opened up to a world of opportunities. I feel light and happier than before though uncertainty creeps in once in a while.
Being an employee (number #6) of a renewable energy startup may not have been a thing for me. Maybe raising one of the kind if not better one was. I have decided to fully immerse myself in developing a number of projects (full-time) when I am not studying.
In as much as, I may only be having enough savings to take me through the next two months or three. And, do not know how I will do or what happens afterwards. Who is to clear my bills, how I am going to pay rent or buy my girlfriend coffee for that sake. How I am to pay for the gym, internet subscription and books I’m to read during this time. All these, I take as a challenge.
I have decided to worry less about life and let it flow. All I will do is dance to the tune of life and live each day as it comes. I will work my ass off my personal projects this day going forward for that is the way for happiness & prosperity.
While writing, I will not be Woodward or Glen anymore. I will write as Lee no matter how awful my writing turns out. I will be learning in the process and you can correct me where I go wrong.
Minimalism will recognize me better. I will have no choice over what I wear for it is already predefined. All suites and the likes went to charity the other day. All I can see is a clean wardrobe. Uncluttered wardrobe right in front of me. Jeans, chinos and short-sleeved shirts taking the better part of it.
Procrastination will miss me more. She will not receive a warm welcome that easy, unlike before. In as much as I have no power to ward her off my life for good, I will recognize her when she knocks at my door next time and I will not open.
Start from Zero Experiment
I am starting from nowhere. This is a journey and my first step to somewhere. Much more await me. I have heard people’s stories before, on how they started. Mine is not starting in a ‘garage’ or in ‘my girlfriend’s parents home’. It is starting from zero and this is my first step. So, I call it start from Zero Experiment.
I have no job. Bare enough money. No laptop (the one I used to write this belongs to my friend). All I know is that I can write something. I know something or two about building websites. I also have something to share.
So, let’s start! Starting from the bottom( My Zero Experiment ) is on.
(This is my personal story. No another Sky in a cocoon for the real Lee)
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Thanks for reading.