I believe my greatest asset is my versatility. I plunge with passion from one topic to another in my writing. I adjust as life throws its left hook, quick jab, and upper cut. In my studies I simultaneously carried two majors: English and Sociology each semester whether part-time or full-time balancing class loads between the two curriculums. In my leisure, for example: I’ll be crocheting the second scarf before tieing on the tassels to the first. I’ll be watching a television program while reading and baking while writing.
My minds always going and this is not a problem it’s how I function, it is how I find fulfillment, it’s how I get everything done. It’s not that I am bored. It’s that I am interested in multiple projects and multiple perspectives. Some might conclude I have ADHD, Attention Deficit Hyper-Activity Disorder, and could take a pill to make it stop and perhaps I would if I was facing burn out but this is how I fly. It would drive anyone with OCD, Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, out of their mind. But it’s not a disorder it’s productivity. The bread is not burning, the scarfs will be finished, and the writings get posted.
This versatility has caused me with some trouble however when reading, which as one might imagine to pose a problem being an English major. You see: I always wanted to stop and write when there were reading assignments to finish. And then it became a blessing when I took that autobiography writing course where we were instructed to read until we found something in the work which inspired us to write. No problem, everything I read inspires me to write. I find connections all over the place: in that word, in that plot, in that setting, and in that character. It brings me here, there, and everywhere, as if my mind was trapped in the world of Dr. Seuss: not a bad place for a writer to be.
As you see, I can be versatile and meander all over the place as everything is related. In my mind I see where I need to tie off the tassels before the bread is ready to come out of the oven to be ready for life’s next jab.
“Please pass me some Green Eggs and Ham… thank you, thank you, Sam-I-Am”