Every female writer armed with a little ambition and a lot of starry-eyed dreaminess, has a vision of what a “writer’s life” is. For some, it’s sipping black coffee in a café, while typing away on a laptop, the rain pounding the glass from outside. For others, it is a busy press room with the phones ringing off the hook.
For me, as a recent high school graduate, over eight years ago (gasp!), I had only one picture in my head of my ideal “writer’s life.” Carrie Bradshaw. Every girl I knew at that time coveted her wardrobe and I was no exception. More than that, though, I envied her brash honesty. The way she spoke- and wrote- about sex and dating so openly, so expertly and got paid for it.
As a somewhat wiser 26-year old, I realize now, that as an aspiring writer, Carrie’s wardrobe and her love of the written word don’t typically go in hand, but that is why Zara and Topshop exist. So even though I know that the Carrie Bradshaw lifestyle is a bit of a myth, I still figured it was time for me to come to New York and try my hand at my own somewhat modified version of it. After a four year run in La La Land, this (still) single girl has decided to see what the other coast has to offer- both in the job market and the dating one.
The Breakup Blog has gone New York.