What’s with “The Square Peg”?
Well, it came from a conversation. I was sitting with a friend of mine a couple of
months years ago late into the evening. We were new friends, sharing our stories, our beliefs, philosophies, the way we saw the world in our ripe old twenty-something ages. Despite our relative youth, we’d both been places and had seen things that worked and things that failed, the insanity of some aspects of our culture, our generation, this era, our time.
We discussed writing and reading, the difference between good and bad literature, the stuff that sells and the stuff that we believed to be of value, and how they are rarely the same. Also in many ways, we were both nostalgic for a time we’d never been in.
The more we talked, the clearer it was that I’d found a kindred spirit. Conversations about reading turned to conversations about writing, which became conversations about writing to each other, and evolved into a conversation about communication.
He expressed his disdain for the way things currently are, with technology and social media permeating our every interaction, exclaiming indignantly, “It’s all Facebook, Instagram and texting! Why don’t people just talk anymore?”
I whole-heartedly agreed and the conversation grew. It moved to our lack of fulfilling employment and then became an enitrely new beast. I shared that sometimes I felt like I saw something that others didn’t, that I was able to see insanity shrouded in normality. No, I don’t suffer from hallucinations, but I felt I was growing up in a world that seemed to be on its head, one that contradicted with my natural tendencies toward good writing, actual human connection and communication, self-reflection and understanding, and growth and love. I was trying to find my spot in a place that didn’t seem to fit me.
“It’s like I’m this square peg in a round world!” I concluded, suddenly realizing that that phrase summed up everything for me. My friend’s eyes instantly lit up, and we realized that that phrase was it. We weren’t crazy, bound for an asylum somewhere, or doomed to be forever frustrated. We were simply square pegs.
I’m confident that we aren’t the only square pegs out there in the world, and this is my space to write little letters to you all.
Weeks after this late-night conversation, I was further encouraged when I read a quote from an old Apple campaign that got what it meant to be like us:
“Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them. Because they change things. They invent. They imagine. They heal. They explore. They create. They inspire. They push the human race forward. Maybe they have to be crazy. How else can you stare at an empty canvas and see a work of art? Or sit in silence and hear a song that’s never been written? Or gaze at a red planet and see a laboratory on wheels? We make tools for these kinds of people. While some see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.” – Steve Jobs
Though Apple’s version is literally the opposite of ours, the essence is the same. Not only are there places for each of us, but we’re essential to this crazy world. So, here’s to us, each an every single one of us!
Who’s driving this thing?
That’d be me. I’m Amanda. I’m a writer in my
early mid twenties who graduated from a prestigious university, traveled abroad a bit, and got a solid administration job only to leave it nine months later with no Plan B. I left because I knew it wasn’t right for me anymore, and instead I volunteered to be unemployed for three months. Along the way, I received a multitude of questions and many puzzled looks, but I learned a lot (like, that I’m a square peg) and it turned out to be one of the best decisions I’ve ever made.
Since then, I freelanced, consulted, contributed to a magazine, nannied for the raddest family, managed social media for a non-profit organization, then digital marketing for the same NGO. I managed digital marketing and social media strategy for an action sports news website, applied to graduate school for social work, didn’t get in (it’s all good though), and had one helluva good time along the way.
Now, I’m a copywriter full-time (Yes, a full-time bonafide writer!) and I get to help brands, businesses, and entrepreneurs sound their best. My days are more regular than they’ve ever been, so I’m able to volunteer a lot and drive off to the national parks, which makes me happier than most other things. I’m still a complete square peg, but I’m getting closer to doing what makes my heart flip.
Anyway, I sincerely hope you enjoy the blog! I’m happy you’re here.