The Never Ending Sense of Accomplishment
Okay, I've achieved alot in my 30 years. My wife likes to say that my resume includes such highlights as climbing Mount Everest in high school, and winning the noble prize. (I've done neither of these, however). I have done alot. This leads to being able to brag about a lot of accomplishments. I'm going to brag for just a moment.
I graduated from grad school at 23 and started my career for which I've been at for nearly 6 years now.
I'm a published story writer (not a novelist yet, but working on it.)
I've travelled.
I teach adjunct at a junior college.
I own my own home and car.
But I still get the biggest boost of accomplishment when I finish reading a book. This is the strangest feeling to me, but when I read the last word on the last page of a book (novel or whatnot) I feel like a million dollars. Why? What is it about finishing a book that is so fulfilling. I get this feeling even with small novels like Dawn by Elie Weisel. I don't get the same feeling when I finish writing a story. I think it comes from my nonreading culture. I'm not talk about my Southern heritage; I'm talking about my family culture. We've always been more TV folks than readers. I finished a book yesterday. This was just a week after finishing another book. I've read like eight just for class, not to mention the random other ones I read.
I wish I could add that to my resume. IT would make up for the lack climbing Everest or winning the nobel.
Comments
Nothing beats that rush! I often feel honored that writers have allowed me into their world for that time, and introduced me to the characters that haunt them.
And then the anticipation when you begin another book...man, almost better than caffeine!
Almost.
Posted by: RhondaJJ | April 17, 2009 09:23 AM