To be, or not to be – a writer
I recently received two writing related job offers from two different people.
One friend who lives in France and does a PhD and internship at a big IT company said he would like to use some of my photos for a website he is putting up. He also asked if I do copywriting. I told him that I didn’t have any experience in copywriting yet but that I am considering exploring professional writing a lot more. He said I was a diamond in the rough and that I only needed some practice. I agreed to be perhaps a potential pearl.
Later the same day a friend who is one of the managers at WWF in South Africa said that if they ever needed a soulful creative writer he would consider me a perfect fit.
I am always a little surprised when people call me a writer.
I write a lot I guess, but I’m just a blogger.
To be a writer, to me, is something else.
Maybe it’s the fact that writer doesn’t have a better translation in Swedish than “författare”, which I think in English goes under the title “author”. I can’t think of any other Swedish translation of writer, than possibly “skribent”, who most often write columns in magazines and newspapers. If you have any suggestions, please share.
The word artist is even more multi-faceted.
The Swedish translation “konstnär” sounds so…pretentious? I perceive a picture of an elder bohemian man or woman in colourful clothes, selling expensive paintings.
It seems “konstnär” to me, coming from Sweden, relates to someone who makes art for a living, whereas the English “artist” suggests a much more free spirited kind of living, and the aspiration to create.
Further more, if you use “artist” in a Swedish sense, it suggests you are a singer or performer, but never a painter.
Do you agree that there is a cultural difference in the way we use these words?
It seems easier for me to call myself a writer than to say that I’m a “skribent”, just like it’s easier to say I love you than to say “Jag älskar dig”.
Words have different meanings to us depending on their cultural context.
Either way, I doesn’t matter. I am not a title.
I am just me.