I decided a long time ago that I was going to do what made me happy in life, to make a living. I knew it wasn't going to happen overnight and that it would take constant focus, determination, and hard work. As a pretty cynical person, one would think maybe I would have taken a more practical path in life, but seeing my family members spend their lives in jobs that cause them immense stress and unhappiness, I didn't want to follow those steps.
I went to school for a few years, but had to drop out due to family issues that were consuming most of my concentration. I can't go back until I'm 24 as to apply for financial aid you need one or both parents' tax information if you're under that age. My mom refuses to help me out and my father has never paid taxes. That said, I believe that to work in journalism, while a degree is helpful, it's not necessary. I plan on going back to school to take some classes in digital journalism, and maybe some other computer skills classes, but I don't like the idea of wasting more years taking classes that teach me nothing I can't learn on my own.
Right now, yeah I work in fast food. I work the job of pathetic, lazy morons and the way people look at me and treat me is what gets me the most, but I tell myself it's temporary. In the meantime, I write and edit comics for MTJ, intern with a Chicago magazine, and write for a folk music website. It's all more for the experience and to hone my writing skills than anything else right now. Oh, and the connections. It's all about who you know. If you can get someone important to give you a chance, they are going to care more about if you've actually got the chops and the experience than if you graduated from some no-name school.
So far, based on my age, I think I have covered a lot of ground in a short amount of time and I haven't let anything break my focus. I have complete confidence that I will be writing for a living at some point. I'm planning on sooner than later. 🙂
I guess the moral of this story is, if there is something you really want to do with your life, even if it seems ridiculous or impossible, I think there's a way to do it. It might not be easy, but nothing worthwhile ever is.