I’m starting a Nonfiction Creative Writing Class. I’ll be posting some of that to my blog. The following is the introduction I was asked to write.
Today, I roasted coffee beans for the first time. I also researched human computer interaction classes and selected two good candidates. Now, I’m writing an essay of introduction. These three things encapsulate my present life goals.
I’ve always liked to write. Most of my writing the first twenty years of my life was nonfiction. I wrote a few articles that were published in small religious publications. Some encouraged me to take a creative writing course. I’m finally taking their advice, many years later. Aside from writing for academic or business purposes, I’ve had a few websites that have served as online spaces to express myself. Some have been personal (www.sethsworldview.com). Some have been of a religious nature (www.christianimagination.com). Some have being to make money (www.frenchcoffeepress.net). My motivation to write has gone through phases. My motivation now is to learn and grow as a writer.
Coffee has been an interest of mine for many years. I was a volunteer at Everyday Joe’s Coffee House for about 6 years in a variety of roles, including that of a barista. The community aspect of a coffee house was my primary focus, with coffee being clearly secondary. After being away from coffee culture for awhile and having had a recent opportunity to do a specialty coffee tour of Europe, my passion for coffee has grown. Coffee grounded me in Europe. I traveled by myself. Being able to make a connection with baristas helped me feel more at home while away. Watching the precision and love with which they crafted drinks inspired me. I still value the community aspect of coffee, but now I also want to master the craft of coffee.
Vocationally, I’ve been a web designer for the last decade. That’s the simple answer. I’ve been a part of a small company during that time. That means I’ve worn lots of hats. I design. I write HTML and CSS. I consult on Internet strategy. I help websites rank in search engines. I do some social media. I edit care. I solve problems. I do sales. I edit copy. I review website stats. It doesn’t stop there. When people ask me what I do, I rarely give the same answer twice. A few years ago, I chose to research other vocational avenues. That led me overseas to Cambodia to gain some developing country experience. I flirted with an International Human Rights degree. That relationship ended this past summer and brought me back to Fort Collins. After six months of transitioning, I’ve finally landed in a small apartment big enough for one that lies 100 feet from Everyday Joe’s Coffee House.
And now, I have a new plan. I’m going to pursue User Experience Design. It involves the strategy and visual flow of technology, but at its core, it’s about humans. I’ve never been much for the technological side of technology. I’ve always been more interested in how people interact with it and use it to connect with one another. I have a good foundation of skills and have the aptitude, but I’ll need to go deeper into design and process. I’ll likely apply for a Human Computer Interaction master’s degree at DePaul and take courses online over three years.
As for my biggest fear? I don’t like being flamed. When a person states their position online, trolls attack from their caves, never caring about the humans they hurt. I stay away from controversial topics for that reason. I have things I’d like to say, but don’t. Maybe that’s not my biggest fear. My biggest might be that no one will care except for the trolls. Maybe I don’t say certain things because I don’t believe there is an audience that would want to hear it. Deep down, I know there might be, but my soul doesn’t have the courage to think it worth it. Despite my growth to be a more optimistic person, there are things I don’t say because I don’t believe strongly enough the positive will outweigh the negative. I have some evidence that’s not true, but the fear is still there, so in politics and love, I just go about my day, keeping thoughts to myself. I overstate the case though. There are people that know me, but more people could. And then there’s love…