#today a band with over 700k followers shared something of mine on their page
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Sometimes I forget that I'm actually a music journalist. Not just a music journalist, but a professional. A professional with a strong portfolio and more than three years of experience. I'm paid to write, which was my dream for years. I'm paid... to write. And not just to write, but to write about something I love.
It doesn't often feel real. Maybe because I love it. Maybe because I'm always a fan before I'm a journalist. I still get butterflies in my stomach when I interview a musician and get to hear their voice, hear them greet me by name, and hear them answer my questions with the professionalism expected in that exchange. I still get flustered when my content is used for promotional posts. I still flip back through the first print magazine I was published in, and I savor the feeling of glossy pages beneath my fingers. I still smile
I hope the universe knows I don't take a single moment or opportunity for granted.
#today a band with over 700k followers shared something of mine on their page#and mentioned me by name#and I felt like a little kid who just got handed a basket of kittens#it's so easy to look at these things - no matter how regularly they happen#and be as surprised as I am excited#because I'm 'just' me#as though I haven't spent three years fighting tooth and nail to make my reputation#I am going to try to remember to be grateful and excited#but give myself credit where it is due#and to be clear - this is far from the first time this sort of thing has happened#the imposter syndrome still hits hard you know#biggest shoutout goes to my editor who connects me with these awesome opportunities#and always makes sure my work is polished and at its best#anyway ramble in the post and ramble in the tags#just weird to realize I worked really hard at something#and actually became successful in that area#and now I'm seeing the natural results of that as though it's totally unexpected
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