I’ve been wondering about niches lately.
I discovered the word ‘niche’ when I was in the fourth grade, I think (about when I discovered the word ‘clique’), and I”ve been fascinated with it ever since. Not even just because it looks like it should be French and be pronounced ‘neesh’. The concept of a person’s own particular corner of the universe is appealing. Your niche. Yours. Beautiful, non-material possession that defines you. It’s a really tempting concept.
It’s a difficult thing to find, though. It’s very easy to just claim it. Stand up and say, “I am a SERIOUS person.” or “I am a FASHIONABLE person.” but all that saying may not make it so. It’s much more challenging to let your niche find you. Much more frustrating, as well.
Generally, I’m most concerned with niches when it comes to writing. Writing makes me happy in a very basic, functional way, the way that food makes somebody happy, or hot showers, or breathing. But in order to succeed in the world of writing, one needs to carve out a place for themselves there. This involves defining oneself within a niche and growing there, becoming as proficient at it as possible. And when thinking about my own writing niche I’ve got…
My life? Everyone’s got a life, and sadly, most people don’t care much about others’ lives.
Humor? Lots of folks are funny. Many are funnier than I am.
So what do I have to work with here? What can I do that interests people? What do I know that people want to know?
I know there is something. I just have to find it.
How about all of you? Have you found your niches, in your professional or personal life? How did you discover it?