A few months ago, I started feeling more and more like I was throwing away my college degree. Now, it’s not that I don’t use that knowledge every day–someone who can write and edit well is always appreciated–but I spent my college days writing stories and poems, and since that time nearly 5 years ago, I haven’t put the time or the effort into the thing I claim to love most.
I think I really started to take this seriously because, 1) I’m now published once a month in the Young Salvationist, and 2) I just turned 25 and feel like I don’t have anything to show for it. Yes, you could say, “But Rachael, 25-year-olds aren’t supposed to have anything to show for in life.” But I can’t help but disagree in my soul. As much as I love having the YS credit to my writing career, I’m feeling greedy, and I want more.