I’m great at giving advice, but I’m not so good at receiving it. (That’s really just a more tactful way of saying that I’m good at being critical of others but I whine and complain when others criticize me.) As I near the end of my senior year, I’ve become less and less welcoming towards advice, as my adult life looms and my plans remain uncertain. I’d love to share a piece of advice that I actually did appreciate with the hope that anyone feeling a bit anxious about where they’re headed in life can take it to heart the way that I did.
This fall, Pulitzer Prize winning author Junot Díaz visited my college and spoke about the craft of being a writer. I spent half of his talk loudly laughing at his dry wit and the other half wildly scribbling down anything he said that sounded useful to me as a writer (this was a difficult task as he was a fountain of knowledge).
One point in specific stuck in my mind, though, and I’ve been coming back to it as I near graduation and face a daily deluge of questions about my future plans. (more…)