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Finding My Voice

It's been a while since I've updated this blog. My semester has been good so far. I like most of my classes. I have mixed feelings for one, but I'm really enjoying the reading. I only really have trouble keeping up with one class, but that's my fault since I spend most of my time on social networking sites and watching T.V. Mostly The Voice, but what can I say, I got hooked on that show last season.

Anyways, I'm actually pretty worried about a few things coming up ahead. This is my last semester (hopefully, I need to pass my classes!) and I'm pretty nervous and excited about that. I have had so many people ask me what I'm going to do after I graduate and I have no real plan. I have no work experience and a degree won't really help me much. I need to gain some experience, but I don't know where I should start. Then there's the idea of going to graduate school. Obviously I'm not planning on going right away. I never really gave any thought to it, but I've been considering it. My main focus is to get experience. I've learned a lot so far, but I don't feel adequately prepared to take on the "real world."

My main goal is to publish at least one book. I need to actually start writing one in order to do that, but I'm terrible at coming up with a solid idea for one. I've always wanted to be an author. I've read a ton of books and written a lot of essays, but that's not enough to guide me through the writing process of a novel. I really have to find my voice first and I don't think I've quite gotten there. I remember last year, one of my assignments was to write a review of a book and I enjoyed doing that. I think that's where I want to start. Writing reviews and seeing how my writing progresses over time. Then, I can tackle writing a novel. For now, I'm going to see how each day goes and hope that it all comes together in time.

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