This week’s assignment from The League was an interesting one:
If money was not a concern and you could choose any career path, what would be your ultimate dream job?
Well, first of all, there’s a false assumption here that I would want to have this thing called “a job” if I didn’t have to. If money was not a concern, I would happily live out my days playing video games, watching movies, reading books, etc. etc. and get out even less than I do now. That’s right, I would do nothing.
But, if I have to give an answer (and you know how seriously I take these League assignments, so I will), my first inclination would be to say I’d pursue something creative, whether it’s writing a novel or screenplay, directing a film, or rekindling my long-held dream of designing a video game–specifically a point-and-click adventure game just like my personal gaming hero, Jane Jensen.
But my problem, as always, is the fear that once it becomes my job to do these things, I’ll cease being passionate about them. That’s kind of the bitch about creative endeavors. Once things like contracts and money and deadlines and obligations and other people’s opinions are involved, I’m almost positive I will lose interest. I often wonder what amazing films, books and games would exist if the talent behind such works had absolute creative power and unlimited resources. Then again, I look at guys like George Lucas and start to re-think this position.
What’s your ultimate dream job?
Wondering what this is all about? This week’s assignment from The League of Extraordinary Bloggers was to pretend that money was no concern and pursue a career we’re passionate about. Here’s what my fellow Leaguers said:
Adamotomy wants to do something involving management…and golf?
Fortune and Glory Days wishes he could be a toy hunter. Or an archaeologist! They’re the same thing, really.
That Figures wants to explore space. SPACE, bitches!
Lair of the Dork Horde already has his dream job. And yeah, we’re all jealous.
Flashlights are Something to Eat wishes he could work at and indie record store, like in High Fidelity.
The Man Who Stares At Toys wants to write a book on the history of toys! Fitting.
Hench Girl’s dream job is very specific: to be a Well-Heeled Executive of a Sleazy Company I admire that kind of brazenness.