Day 7 of my maternity leave.
So far I have been really busy, definitely more relaxed than I was at work, but still busy. Kaylyn's room is ready, her laundry is clean and now I am just randomly straightening out things around the house. On my way to dinner with my mom tonight, I got a very interesting phone call...
My G called to tell me about a class being offered at the JC on publishing. She thought it would be right up my ally and wants me to go.
You see, in high school I had really big dreams, and good grades and support to fulfill these dreams... I wanted to go to Vassar College in Poughkeepsie. I wanted to go there SO bad. I could have gone. I know I could have, if i had stayed focused and driven... and not gotten into that car accident. :(
Anyways... whats done is done...
the point is I wanted to major in journalism and be a writer. Not a famous writer. I just LOVED to write and wanted to do what i loved. So my g encouraging me to go to this class is reopening new wounds for me. The 'could've beens' keep flying through my mind. But moving forward I have to ask myself if it is something I can still do.
I have not truly written anything with meaning in years. Nothing aside from newsletters for work, or addendum's to contracts in my files... could I really just dust off the old pen & paper and jump back into it? Would it become anything? What will I write about?
At one point I wanted to write children's books, but at this point I think IF I do it, i am leaning towards a novel.
Writing a novel would be amazing! I would love to do it! Even if nothing comes of it, i would be happy knowing that I wrote it. I followed my dreams and I wrote it. But I honestly know that I have the drive, dedication and capability of making it something great. If I do this I know I would follow through, but can i? Do I want to?
What would I write about?
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