I remember when I was about nine and I saw a book about a hungry caterpillar or desert animals or some such thing and it had been written by a twelve-year-old kid (I think). That was the first time I can recall realizing that a normal, average, everyday kid could actually write and get published. It spurred me on and made my dream more real.
What about you? Do you want to write? Do you dream of one day being published? It doesn’t matter if you’re six or 106, if you want to start writing, then why delay? Over at Go Teen Writers, a blog I have frequented quite often for several years, they’re hosting a writing challenge that is a great help to get people in the habit of writing. Why not take a moment and check it out?
So, even though I can’t go back in time, I realize that in reality, I’m doing exactly what I dreamed of doing as a child. Which is pretty exciting. (Well, except I did want to be a schoolteacher out West with my two cousins and sister and live in a shanty. Only, that was before we realized that the West had been settled and modernized. I guess that’s what happens when you grow up reading books like Laura Ingalls Wilder…)
What about you? Are you doing what you dreamed of as a child?