Last month I was offered a writing job. This was wonderful. For years I’ve been begging for scraps, now editors come to me. In fact they’re coming to me so much at the moment, I had to turn the job down.
But what if it was the ONE? The job that would bring me fame, fortune and a 32 year old husband called Brad?
Writing is a gamble; you can spend months on a project that pays the cat food bill, or months on a job that will provide a pension. But I can’t yet tell which is which. So I take all the work I can get because it feels good to be working.
And that’s the joy of it: I love working. I love each project with the same passion and enthusiasm. I give each project my all. And it doesn’t feel like working. It exhausts me, don’t get me wrong, but even if I wasn’t getting published, I’d be writing. Because it’s what I want to do. It’s what I need to do and love to do and I’m privileged to do it for a living.
Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven’t found it yet, keep looking. Don’t settle. As with all matters of the heart, you’ll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don’t settle. Steve Jobs