By LOIS SMITH, student in the Writing and Consciousness MFA program and intern in the CIIS Communications Department.
This is the first in a series of blogs that Lois will be writing this fall.
As a little girl, I believed that a career was not something adults had any control over, but rather a winding path that twisted and turned, until, lo and behold, you stumbled upon your dream job. I think my hippie parents had something to do with this belief. I distinctly remember my parents’ friends talking about how they “fell into” their career, as one would fall into a hole.
When I graduated from college in 2006--just before the economy tanked-- with a BA in theatre, I naturally assumed that this would happen to me. I would amble along, experiment with different jobs, and that I would at some point “fall into” my dream job.
Four years later, after a series of dead-end jobs and brief jaunts volunteering abroad, I was still no closer to my dream job than when I graduated. It occurred to me that perhaps my parents and my parents’ friends might have been wrong. Maybe, in order to find my dream job (or, at this point, any job) I had to make choices and do things. No one was going to hand me my dream job, nor was anyone going to hand me any career at all. If I wanted to find one, I would have to choose something specific, and pursue it on my own.