I ran into an acquaintance (a
fellow retiree) I hadn’t seen in awhile and she asked me: “Are you still writing?” Looking back, I realize that I’ve finally
“made it” as a writer when people ask if I’m still doing it. One of the books I
asked Santa to bring me was Still Writing,
by Dani Shapiro. I asked for several of them on the writing process, but I
found Still Writing to be the most
helpful.
Shapiro’s title comes from the fact
that folks tend not to take writing seriously as a career. They think of it as
something one does in one’s spare time, or that it’s a sort of affliction. The
question presumes there’s a chance you might have gotten over it since the last
time they saw you. Or given up, since you weren’t likely to be good enough to
get published. They don’t understand that writers just have to write.
The more I thought about this, the
more I realized that this is the situation for a lot of retirees, as well.
People assume that something you take up in retirement automatically falls into
the hobby category. It doesn’t occur to them that it might be a second act for
you. They’ll ask you questions they would never pose to someone in his forties
or fifties.
A college classmate in Canada took
up clarinet late in life. In her retirement, she plays in several local bands.
At our last reunion, she went home a day early so she could participate in the first
concert of the spring series. She added tenor saxophone to her repertoire so
she could join the jazz group. Her Facebook page is filled with posts about
upcoming gigs and performances that were well received. Her music is more than simply
a way to while away free time. It’s life affirming for her.
Maybe you’ll decide to study a
foreign language. Do that when you’re forty-something, and your friends won’t
consider saying: “Are you still trying to
learn Mandarin?” But once you’ve become a senior citizen, they’ll assume
you’ll dabble for a few lessons and move on to something less challenging. Just
ignore them. Leave a few copies of the Guangzhou Daily on
your cocktail table the next time they drop by for coffee. Then mention you’re
now also studying Cantonese.
Another of my college classmates is
taking advantage of time freed up after she stopped working full time to become
a Master Gardener. The qualification process is demanding and complex. She
plans to volunteer as a guide and lecturer at the United States Botanic Garden
once she has her credentials. That’s not exactly piddling away her free time. So
if you run into her, don’t ask: “Are you
still working on identifying those weeds you’re pulling out of your flower bed?”
It’s not unusual for a man to use his
retirement to launch a woodworking business. Carpentry might have been a hobby
when he was employed elsewhere. Now his workshop is not just his haven but also
a source of discretionary income. And then some. “Are you still making those rocking horses for your grandkids?”
Yup. For his grandkids, and those of dozens of other grandparents. You can put
your name on the waiting list—for delivery next year. He’s about to leave on a month-long
trip to Bali.
Speaking of travel, another college
friend and his wife have finally retired so they can start a tour business.
They own a home in Provence and they’re specializing in tours of the Secret
Provence. I can see a lot of tax advantages in this, since it’s well beyond the
hobby stage. What I can’t see is someone asking them: “Are you still doing that tour thingy?”
Retired presidents almost always
move on to another career. George H. W. Bush has become internationally recognized
as a senior statesman. Bill Clinton is now thought of as a philanthropist
instead of a philanderer. Bush the younger (“Dubya”) recently had a showing of
his paintings of famous people. He’s taking art classes and seems serious about
making this his post-presidential act. He also seems to have enough talent that
I doubt anyone will dare ask him in five years: “Are you still painting?”
From now on, when I run into
someone who says: “Are you still
writing?” I plan to smile and answer yes. Then I’ll add, ever so sweetly: “Are you still reading?” and hand them a
business card with the URL for my blog and the titles of all the books I’ve
published.
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