The art of reinvention

I’ve been a consultant.

A teaching assistant.

Then there was that stint tutoring and as a canoe instructor.

I’ve done the corporate world, the freelancing life and started a blog and side-business or three.

I never really thought of myself as the reinvention queen but looking at my past, that’s exactly what I am.

And I’m about to do it all over again.

I started this blog because I wanted to write. I felt compelled to write. I had a lot to say and I needed to get it all out. My words needed a home.

After taking time out to reevaluate my career after having a baby and going through burnout it all seemed so clear – I had to figure out a way to make writing a bigger part of my life.

I was going to be a writer.

With the end of the year now looming and New Years goals in the back of my mind, I’ve decided it’s time to make this dream a reality.

Blogging is good, yes, but I’m looking for something bigger. Something that’s going to give me direction and keep me accountable for realising my dream of getting something published.

So, starting this week I’m taking a course at the Australian Writer’s Centre to reinvent myself as a magazine and newspaper features writer. I feel like I have a lot to say, and I can no longer not say it.

So as daunting as it feels, I’m going to start pitching my work and getting it out there. In both print and online.

Eeek!

It’s very exciting and also very scary, but it’s time.

Time to dip my feet into the workforce part-time and have something that’s just for me. A creative outlet, and hopefully one that can help and inspire others, too.

I plan to write lifestyle articles that touch on different themes like psychology, family, relationships and self-help.

I’ll still be writing this blog too, and I plan to share my progress and challenges along the way.

So as this reinvention queen does her thing once again I wonder if all the things I have done have led me to this moment, or if it’s just another part of my journey.

All I know is I love to write and it truly feels like something I would do no matter what – and even if I never got paid a cent for it.

That seems like a pretty damn good reason to throw myself in head first and see what happens. It’s another caterpillar’s time to turn into a butterfly…I hope.

Reinvention: ready or not, here I come.