I left high school with the big dream. I had it all planned out…what is that mousy saying about the best laid plans of mice and men? Life took over more than rejection getting me down. I wrote poetry, planned novels, but jumped into an administrative career at the same time right after marriage.
Ladies, I don’t regret marriage and that certainly wasn’t the reason for putting dreams on hold, you still have to make a living. He was the one that actually didn’t want me to go to work and wanted me to follow my dreams. It is hard to follow your dreams when you have a practical bent to how you look at life. I wanted to be self sufficient.
He was always supportive and encouraged me to take some adult classes I was interested in on writing for children. I learned a lot, except writing discipline and submission discipline. People, stories don’t get published stored on the floppy, diskette, or hard drive (shhh, it is not polite to ask a lady her age). Then kids came, screeching halt.
Tick, tock, tick, tock…years go by.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
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This is I think who alot of us feel from time to time. Life comes at us fast, and writing kinda sits there on the side waiting for us to be free. Thanks for the visit to LoaTW btw. I always like to see new faces
It took me nearly 20 years to find the time to write and I do regret not having taken the plunge before. But now that I am writing I find myself unable to stop and rarely let anything get in the way.
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