I set a goal for myself around this time last year – to have my writing published on a website I didn’t own. Here on With Love, Becca I can write about Zenon: Girl of the 21st Century or hermit crabs, or Jonathan Taylor Thomas and there isn’t an editorial department giving me the side eye. That freedom is totally exhilarating! No rules, just right.
But there was an itch I really wanted to scratch. A “what do I want to be when I grow up” type itch. After journaling and writing long Facebook statuses and blogging my heart out, I wanted to join the ranks of professional writers. And that meant someone else looking at something I wrote and saying “Yes, I believe that should be interneted and you should be paid a nominal fee.”
I Think I Can, I Think I Can
So I started doubling down on my efforts to have my writing featured on one of the websites I loved and admired. I sent lots of late night emails and in turn, the nicely worded rejection letters rolled in at a pretty steady pace. It wasn’t them, it was me.
So I wrote some more. And read some more. And edited and tweaked and tried to stop starting sentences with “and.” (Rome wasn’t built in a day).
The 5’10” Engine That Could
Then, in the past five weeks things started happening. They say there is no such thing as an overnight success, because the person who found success has been working A LOT of overnights to make it happen. Which is true. But it did feel like all a sudden something clicked. I started hearing yes.
Shortly thereafter Sammiches & Psych Meds said yes, three times. To 8 Ways to Know You’re Ready to Move Your Toddler Into a Big Kid Bed, What the Spice Girls Taught Me About Parenting Toddlers, and 7 Stages of Preparing for House Guests When You Have Kids.
And then Her View From Home said yes to a new piece I’ve never posted on my own site. It’s a piece originally titled “I’m Still Selfish, and That’s Okay.” The editors changed it to “Deep Down, I Know I’m a Good Mom” because they are beautiful humans and good for my self esteem.
I just found out that another piece is being published on Motherly in early September.
Just Putting the Goals Out There
Goals are kind of like New Year’s Resolutions. If you tell someone that you are resolving to run a 5K this year then you are going to feel a little pressure to lace up your Nikes. That was part of the reason I wrote “What’s Wrong With Being (Mostly) Confident?” a couple months ago. It was a digital kick in the pants when I was feeling a bit discouraged. A way of putting it out there into the world that just because I heard a bunch of nos I shouldn’t stop pursuing this writing gig. I’m glad I did that.
So now that I’ve turned you all into my accountability group without your consent, I have another big goal on my list. Write a book.
The concept is “parenting yourself towards a fulfilling career.” Parenting humor, lessons we try to teach our kids, and how all of that relates back to career development concepts that help us figure out what we want to be when we grow up. Or what we want to be next when we grow up. It’s coming along and I’m pretty psyched about it. I hope someone else out there is too. Maybe even several people. Dream big dreams!
It’s My Birthday, I’ll Indulge If I Want To
So I know I went a little “dear diary” on you here. But it’s my birthday, so I gave myself a pass. I appreciate you sticking with me as I got all self-indulgent – you’re the best. Want to come over for cake? Rumor has it it’s going to be ice cream cake, the kind with the little chocolate crunchies.
Life is good.
With a great feeling about 33,