Wednesday, November 25, 2009

About being a writer and about quality of living

I've recently found out that I have a whole new group of readers. Welcome! I hope you enjoy the insights into my twisted mind. Haha. ;)

When I was younger, I wanted to be a writer. I still have this dream of writing a bestselling novel - or not even a bestselling one, just one that gets published. ;)
When I write, I don't really think about my readers. I mean, yes, I want people to read it. But I learned quickly that if you spend too much time thinking about what people will think about your writing - or you - you'll never be able to write anything. But then it sometimes comes as a shock to me, when someone comments on something I've written - because I completely forgot that people actually read what I write.

As a college student, I was on the editorial board of our student newspaper and wrote a column (yes, my Student Affairs-y column). And in spite of the hours we put into this paper and all the different places we dropped off copies (and yes, I had to help with delivery sometimes - not my favorite part of the job), it was still always a surprise when people commented on my articles or especially my column. You write those things and you put them out there for the world to read - and you want the world to read them - but then to think that they actually read it!!! I mean, people actually have an interest in what I have to say!?! (Whether it may be to agree or to make fun of me...either way, they're taking what I'm saying seriously; they're spending their free time on reading something that I wrote - I mean that's all a writer can ask for, isn't it?) It's kind of overwhelming and amazing and scary - all at the same time.

I remember at my previous institution (and I think I actually talked about that in my blog), I posted a column I had written as a college student about looks and eating disorders. I disclosed in the blog that I'm not always happy with how I look. I have those days where I wake up and I try on three different outfits and hate the way I look in all of them. That was my intro before talking about how media and society can affect how we think about our looks. My students read it - most liked it, agreed with it - but several of them commented on how they couldn't believe that I had actually posted that and disclosed this information about myself. But here's the thing - writing, like music and art, doesn't mean anything unless it comes from the heart. You have to let people in; you have to let them see you - that's what art is all about, isn't it?

Anyway, enough about writing...

I was also recently asked a very interested question - whether I was sick of living in a residence hall. I don't think I am. I'm fine with being available to students - I enjoy working with students. I don't mind the late phone calls and having to respond to emergencies in the middle of the night (not that I'll ever complain about not getting called one night). But I guess I wish I had a little more privacy. It's not the LIVING in the residence hall; it's the having to walk through the lobby - especially a lobby with a welcome desk that's staffed 24-hours a day. It just makes me feel like I'm being watched. If I go out with friends on a Saturday night and don't come back until very late, I know people will take note of that and will comment on it. If I want to have friends over and maybe bring in some alcohol (and we all know I don't drink but sometimes it's just nice to be able to offer a couple beers or some other drink when you're hanging out with friends), I have to sneak it in hidden in some bag as if I was an underage student violating a law - or if I don't do it, I know staff/students will comment/complain about it. at my previous institution - even though I had to walk through the lobby to get to my apartment, it wasn't that bad because at least there wasn't staff there 24 hours a day; and the chances of running into students was relatively small because students would much rather hang out in lounges or rooms than the lobby (at least at night).

I guess I just wish I had an outside entrance to my apartment. I mean, I get that in old building it's hard to add those; but please, for all of you there who're in positions where you have a say in the layout of new buildings being built, add an outside entrance for your hall directors. It'll increase their quality of living SO MUCH!!!

1 comment:

  1. It's been years since I lived in a residence hall, but I concur that having an outside entrance is essential for quality of life!!! I have had the opportunity to help design two residence halls and the outside entrance for the live-in staff was pretty much non-negotiable (on my end), even though in one case they wanted to cut it due to buget constraints. There are so many "little things" that can make on campus living SO much better. How about keeping the heat on in the winter?! Just because students are gone doesn't mean the heat should be turned off (yes, this happened one place where I lived on campus!). I had to stay with a friend for a week so that I didn't freeze to death. The solution presented to me by the college was space heaters! I'm totally serious.

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