– James Chartrand
I was meant to become a damn fine writer. But first, I need a damn fine mentor.
To stop writing and rewriting “SEO” copy, and start writing damn fine words.
The kind of words that compel readers into action.
The kind of words that are interesting, informative and exciting.
The kind of words that can change the world.
Because I know what it’s like to have achieved the dream. To be working from home, building a digital platform for my story and journey. A showcase of ideas and advice to truly help people.
To add value to a world drowning in noise.
And I know what it’s like to lose that dream.
To go on an interview, with my tail between my legs, admitting my writing alone wasn’t enough to earn an income.
To admit, without a full-time job, I can’t afford to eat every day.
To go from writing prose and sharing stories and fulfilling the desire to truly help small businesses build their name….to the worst kind of copywriting. The kind of copywriting that doesn’t involve any actual writing.
The kind of copywriting that is essentially one long proofreading project.
I’m looking for the chance to be more.
To tell my boss I deserve the chance to write more. Or, at least, to walk away with my head held high, knowing my words can support me as I go through life.
That my words can make a difference.
That, just maybe, my words can change the world.
But to write world-changing words, I need a world-changing mentor.
I can’t grow as a writer when I’m the only copywriter in my office.
I know how to write well. I know how to write quickly.
But, I’m not an outstanding writer.
I don’t know all there is to know, because I don’t have a teacher.
I’m not afraid of hard work. I’m not afraid of homework. I’m not afraid to live off Ramen Noodles for the next 6 months, if that’s what it takes to afford this course.
But, I am afraid of not trying.
I am afraid of going through life, just being “alright.”
I am afraid to fail by disqualification.
I know what hard work looks like.
It’s how I put myself through college while working full time. It’s how I gathered the strength to work two jobs right out of college and pay off a giant chunk of student loan debt.
I’m not asking for your sympathy.
I’m not asking for your mercy or your hand to hold as I go through this course.
I’m not even asking for a single kind word.
All I’m asking for is a shot.
A shot to prove I’m not destined to be a good writer. I’m destined to be a damn fine writer.
A shot to do more with my ability than to rewrite the same blog post 45 times.
A shot to make a name for myself, and a legitimate career out of this incredible, time-honored profession.
This will not be an opportunity wasted.
I’ve worked too hard, invested too many hours and ingested too much coffee to waste someone else’s limited time on this earth.
I want my writing to have a positive effect on my life, the lives of my readers and the lives of my clients.
I don’t suffer from lack of practice.
As it stands, I’m writing all day, every day.
But I’m not improving as a copywriter.
I’m not growing as a writer.
I’m not moving any closer to where I want to ultimately be.
I’m a hobbyist with a writing job.
I need a mentor who gets it. Someone who’s climbed far enough out of the “I’m not good enough” pit to bring someone else out too.
I need a mentor who’s not afraid to kick my ass. Someone who won’t sugar-coat the truth or let me get by half-assing my work.
I need a mentor with honest, practical advice. Someone who isn’t offering the “magic bullet” key to success, but who knows enough to avoid setting unrealistic standards.
I need a mentor who truly is the best at what they do.
I don’t want to be taught by second-rate because I don’t want to become second-rate.
I want to be taught by the expert because I want a chance to become an expert myself.
I don’t have a single doubt in my mind that it’s you, James.
I might not be great now, but I know I have it in me to become great. I know that it’s not going to be easy, but I know I have the determination to work for it.
I’m not looking for easy, I’m looking for effective.
So I’m looking for a shot, James.
Not because I won’t take your course if I don’t win the scholarship – as soon as I saw your email, I knew this was the course I needed to enroll in.
But, because without the scholarship, I’m not sure when I’ll be able to afford the course.
It’s indescribably frustrating to see the opportunity of a lifetime and know it’s just out of reach because of something as troublesome as finances.
Because I know that even 10 minutes in the presence of someone extraordinary is enough to change the course of my life.
I’m ready for my life to change course.
I’m ready to face the challenges head-on. To take the lessons, guidance and critique and turn them into a career.
I’m ready to become a damn fine writer.
Photo Credit: Maria Reyes-McDavis
If you’d like to speak with me about this scholarship contest (or you’re not James Chartrand and you’d just like to chat), I can be reached at MeganInTheRealWorld [at] gmail [dot] com