I love words and always dreamed of making a career out of them. I slaved through my undergrad years, signing up for as many writing courses as possible and taking on whatever gigs I could land. By the grace of God, I nailed a writing and communications job at an awesome non-profit following graduation. I grew professionally, managed projects and expanded my portfolio – and I got paid for it!
One year later, though, I hit a wall and realized something was missing. Work had become work as I lost my zeal for words. Talk about an identity crisis. Read the rest of this entry »