My parents never minded that I changed what I wanted to be when I grew up, almost as often as I got new sneakers. They just wanted me to have an idea that I was working towards some grand job goal.
I was on my way to being an Astronaut, Ballerina (doesn’t every little girl go through this phase), Artist, Writer, Scientist, etc.
None of these have been things I have made money on to date. It would be nice, if in this last push to figuring out what I want to be when I grow up, I do make money at my writing. What a concept!
It is more scary then sky diving, more scary then mountain climbing, more scary…well you get the picture. To do something I really want to do, to use my mind to make something, to be creative. That would be my dream.
Signed up for next online creative writing class, taught by the renowned Ariel Gore. She wrote, “How to be a Lit Star before Your Dead.” I keep it on my nightstand, next to my bed and read it all the time when I get down about ever reaching this long cherished goal.
How many of us are like me? Did you put your dreams on hold to raise a family? Or were you a “career woman” working long hours to get a head in a man’s world. Or like me you just held back until the last act was starting. Can I go for it now?
Why not, I got nothing to lose?
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