Big Dreams

When I was growing up, I had always dreamt of becoming an actress. Unfortunately, everyone always told me that I needed a real job, so I didn’t even lean slightly in that direction. It wasn’t the glitz and glamour that attracted me to such profession; not wholly anyway. It was what was behind the scenes that captivated me the most. The way a good actor worked so hard to become the character was what held my interest.

Every now and then, a flicker of that yearning desire resurfaces, and subsequently I push it back to where it came from, explaining to it that I am much too old to go chasing after juvenile Hollywood dreams.

Or am I?

Who’s to say I can’t reach for the stars anyway? Imagine not being the one playing the character, but being the one who created the character! How romantic is that? It took me twenty-nine years to discover my passion in life, and there is no way I am going to let go of big dreams now that I have found what I have been looking for.

I have a long way to go, to be considered a professional writer by anyone’s standards. There is an endless amount of things on my list of things to learn, and perhaps in another twenty-nine years from now, you will see my name as a participant in the writing of a script.

Wouldn’t that be grand.