The Next Big Goal? Keeping an Eye on the Prize.
I had two big dreams growing up. The first big dream was to be an Olympic Beach Volleyball player. The other, less tangible goal (imagine that) I had was to be a published writer.
Obviously, I am not living the beach dream. I have but to look out my office window at the 8 inches of unmelted snow to realize that. My tan is long faded, and my body has managed to survive the birth of three children via C-section. I’m lucky I can survive my Women’s 18+ summer softball season, let alone compete on a level I was far from reaching back in the prime of my late teens and early twenties.
However, I am about to be a published writer, thanks to Wicked East Press and their Pirate anthology. Dream realized — or will be very soon.
A dream attained. How many people can say that? I count myself blessed to be among them. But, I also find myself wondering what the new goal is. Do I want to make another small attainable goal, or go for the big guns and lay it all out there?
Welp, I have decided. I want the big fat dream now. I want to make a living doing what I love to do — writing.
Now, I realize I can’t just quit my job and pursue the dream. I have a life, kids, responsibilities, a mortgage. I’ve proven I can write an interesting story, now it’s time to prove I can make a living doing so.
I don’t know what the future holds, but it should be one hell of a ride. Maybe even something to write about.