Let’s write!
When I was 10 years old, I knew what I wanted to do; finish my BA, then MA, do my Ph.D. in T.S. Eliot and then become a writer. I would tell this to everyone who met me. I loved (still do) literature, especially English literature. I loved to read, discuss what I read, and write. I would write a lot.
In the past 24 years, so much has changed. I work in a field that didn't even exist when I was young. I love what I do now. I especially love all the people I have met on this journey.
But, recently, I have been thinking about that 10-year-old who was so certain about her future. I want to get back to that level of passion and confidence I seem to have lost now. Life has a way of doing that.
Of course, as you grow up, priorities change, and responsibilities take over. Also, I feel I have lost the art of writing.
I still read a lot, but I barely discuss any of the books anymore because who has time, right? I definitely do not write much, though I am trying to get back to it.
Maybe I will not leave my day job yet to become a full-time writer, but I would love to go back to being passionate about my first love of writing. I may not be a great writer, but I feel so happy and free when I write, just like I used to as a 10-year-old.