J-School Blue
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I think about my decision to leave newspapers a lot (obviously, since I still read sites like this, and CJR and Romensko, even though that has nothing to do with what I do now. I obviously still miss it on many levels and it'd be wrong to deny it). I'm not going to claim it was some magic fix for everything in my life, because of course it wasn't, and of course other sectors are also being hit hard, because a lot of unfortunate things continue to go on in the American economy that it doesn't look like are being fixed in a meaningful way, in terms of the middle-class especially. Blah, blah, blah. Anyway, I feel like I'm better off now than I would've been if I stayed, but it's fundamentally a personal choice that maybe isn't right for everyone. But it was right for me, and I'm trying to put my finger on why. This may not make any sense at all, but it's sort of what I've come around to figuring out about myself and the profession and what my "dreams" are.
I say a lot that "journalism was my dream since high school," but for me personally, I've acknowledged that fundamentally isn't true. My dream was to write and make (and this sounds very naive, but it's still what I want deep down) a positive rather than negative net contribution to the world. Whatever that means. And when I was a junior in high school (in the 1990s, so at the time this didn't seem delusional), newspapers seemed like the most practical vehicle that would allow me to do these things, and still be a "grown-up job," and that it also might be kind of a fun career. And when I was still basically a kid, this thing that was actually as much of a compromise with who I was and what I wanted as business school or law school are for tons of people, became what I thought of as my "dream." And over time, the idea of this as a "dream job," whatever the reality was, became something I was very attached to, to the point where it was more about the idea of what I'd created and convinced myself I wanted, rather than what my dreams and what made me satisfied and passionate actually was.
I'm not sure what my "dream" is now, except still to be able to support myself through writing in a way that makes me feel like I'm doing something positive. But I'm looking, and I no longer feel like the media is the pathway I have to take to that. Which was hard to let go of, because I did very firmly decide it was the path I needed to take when I was 16 years old, and not working a j-job felt like failure, or admitting defeat and consigning myself to a life of "Office Space" or something. But it hasn't been that at all. It hasn't been perfect, it hasn't been entirely fulfilling, and even though I'm more financially stable now and have more free time, I feel a lot of the time like I don't know where the hell I'm going. Which is scary, but also weirdly freeing. I was on a certain path since I was 16, and for the last few years I...haven't been. And it's made me think about what I actually want - and I do mean professionally, not personally - and look at a lot of alt careers I never glanced at in college because I was focused on "my dream." I have no idea what I'll be doing in five years (actually, ideally I'll be in grad school, but after that I only have a rough idea), and that's somewhat terrifying, but also somewhat awesome, because I think I have a chance of actually figuring it out now that I'm trying to look at more things.
I guess my point is - and this is again just something I've come to personally - I see a lot of people who are afraid leaving means giving up on their dreams. But for me, it was less a dream than the idea of a dream that I'd settled for a long time ago. Maybe that applies to no one else, and this is overlong navel-gazing which I should stop. But it's what I've ultimately come to, more than the low pay and the long hours and often thankless parts of the work (which is matched by a lot of things that were a fun career and that I do miss), why I'll probably never go back.
I do want to freelance more, though.
I say a lot that "journalism was my dream since high school," but for me personally, I've acknowledged that fundamentally isn't true. My dream was to write and make (and this sounds very naive, but it's still what I want deep down) a positive rather than negative net contribution to the world. Whatever that means. And when I was a junior in high school (in the 1990s, so at the time this didn't seem delusional), newspapers seemed like the most practical vehicle that would allow me to do these things, and still be a "grown-up job," and that it also might be kind of a fun career. And when I was still basically a kid, this thing that was actually as much of a compromise with who I was and what I wanted as business school or law school are for tons of people, became what I thought of as my "dream." And over time, the idea of this as a "dream job," whatever the reality was, became something I was very attached to, to the point where it was more about the idea of what I'd created and convinced myself I wanted, rather than what my dreams and what made me satisfied and passionate actually was.
I'm not sure what my "dream" is now, except still to be able to support myself through writing in a way that makes me feel like I'm doing something positive. But I'm looking, and I no longer feel like the media is the pathway I have to take to that. Which was hard to let go of, because I did very firmly decide it was the path I needed to take when I was 16 years old, and not working a j-job felt like failure, or admitting defeat and consigning myself to a life of "Office Space" or something. But it hasn't been that at all. It hasn't been perfect, it hasn't been entirely fulfilling, and even though I'm more financially stable now and have more free time, I feel a lot of the time like I don't know where the hell I'm going. Which is scary, but also weirdly freeing. I was on a certain path since I was 16, and for the last few years I...haven't been. And it's made me think about what I actually want - and I do mean professionally, not personally - and look at a lot of alt careers I never glanced at in college because I was focused on "my dream." I have no idea what I'll be doing in five years (actually, ideally I'll be in grad school, but after that I only have a rough idea), and that's somewhat terrifying, but also somewhat awesome, because I think I have a chance of actually figuring it out now that I'm trying to look at more things.
I guess my point is - and this is again just something I've come to personally - I see a lot of people who are afraid leaving means giving up on their dreams. But for me, it was less a dream than the idea of a dream that I'd settled for a long time ago. Maybe that applies to no one else, and this is overlong navel-gazing which I should stop. But it's what I've ultimately come to, more than the low pay and the long hours and often thankless parts of the work (which is matched by a lot of things that were a fun career and that I do miss), why I'll probably never go back.
I do want to freelance more, though.