Last night I was moaning to James about how unfulfilling and pointless my job is, and he reminded me that I was engaged in one of my own worst pet peeves – complaining sans action. I hate it when people complain but don’t DO anything to fix whatever they’re complaining about. Either at least try to fix it or shut the hell up.
He mentioned that the most successful people don’t dick around in meaningless stuff that they hate, they figure out what they want and they do it.
What I want to do most of all is be a successful ethnographic writer. This is quite a long shot, but I’ve decided that I’m going to start researching and writing this weekend. On Friday. So even though I’m growing increasingly unhappy with my day job, I feel really excited that I can at least do what I love evenings and weekends. It takes a lot of time and effort to make it as a writer, so I guess the sooner I start the better.
So I’ve decided I’m going to embark on an ethnographic study of bicycling in Vancouver – don’t know exactly if I want to narrow it down further, to include only commuters for example, or only this or that or the other kind of cyclist. But, Critical Mass is Friday and that’s a good start with lots of people and things to observe and I will be there with notebook in hand.
Saturday I can inquire about volunteering at a non-profit bike shop near my house, and hopefully do some participant observation there as well. I’m trying to brainstorm other places I can participate/observe/study.
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