Before I finished school I considered a number of career ideas. One was as a graphic designer, specifically as a book designer, which is what I did end up doing. Another was in medical research. I thought that this would be interesting and rather noble. At some point it got crossed off my list, because I never applied for anything like that with my end of school results.<\/p>\n
Thinking about it since, I wonder whether I would have found it fulfilling. Of course, finding cures for things and making medical breakthroughs would be pretty exciting, but I imagine that actually making those sorts of breakthroughs happens very rarely.<\/p>\n
I also wonder whether I could have been happy in what is likely to be a fairly uncreative profession. You see, I am driven to create. If I’m not creating, I get this hankering that cannot be satisfied any way other than by making something and trying out a new idea.<\/p>\n
I’m feeling a bit that way at the moment, though that’s not through lack of creating. Its more than I am not finding much time to work on what *I* want to work on – I’m mostly doing other people’s work – stuff for magazines, class preparation for next year etc.<\/p>\n
What I’d really like is a couple of weeks of no interruptions to get stuck into my next book. I could enjoy getting a whole lot of instructions written and a whole lot of stitching and designing done. Unfortunately, I just can’t see that happening.<\/p>\n
So in the mean time I’ll just have to satisfy myself with being creative for other people. And quite frankly, that IS better than not being creative at all. And it generally does mean that you get paid…!<\/p>\n
Sorry, I’ll stop moaning pathetically now.<\/p>\n