Funny you ask…..
My childrens stories written in elementary and middle school won me honors;
my stories were read on stage, and my childish illustrations were projected on the big screen.
And you know what I remembered most?
Not at me, but with me!
I could entertain.
I tried my hand at performance art-
taking the role of the black cat in the school play.
I crawled across the stage, uttering kitty lingo;
it wasn’t my “thing”.
I wasn’t popular in high school.
I didn’t have a group of friends, but I hung out mostly with one good friend.
Who had a boyfriend.
This meant that while she was with her boyfriend,
I was home.
Watching The Love Boat.
And then Fantasy Island.
And like many young girls of that era,
I dreamed of becoming Julie McCoy,
and docking at different ports every night.
And having a fling with a tall, dark and handsome passenger, looking for love.
After all, it was the Love Boat!
(oops! a small digression!)
Before going to bed on those wonderful Saturday nights,
I would write.
I wrote letters to my mom and dad who were out on “date night”.
And although I have no idea what I wrote about,
I do remember this:
My mom would read them aloud to my dad,
and they would laugh.
And I would lay in bed,
pretending to be asleep,
waiting to hear their laughter.
Flash forward to college.
My writing sample allowed me to skip Freshman Composition. (Woo!Hoo!)
I was a fashion major.
I wanted to become a buyer for a store like Alberts, or 5-7-9.
I wanted to create window displays with the beautiful clothes that I would select to be worn by the masses!
But then I had an epiphany;
What company would hire a fashion buyer who graduated from a small- town college?
And so I switched my major to accounting.
accounting and fashion are two very closely related fields-
And then in my first semester, the head of the english department pulled me into her office and said:
“Why are you not a journalism major?”
Because how am I going to be able to make a living doing something that comes easy to me and that I enjoy?
Being successful takes hard work!”
And so I stayed an accounting major.
I worked in a bank.
a clothing store.
a dentist office.
I owned my own accessories business.
I taught preschool.
I worked as a substitute teacher.
And though I liked all of these jobs,
If you ask me what I really, really like to do,
It is write.
And as I looked back over my life,
(because that is what you do when 50 is approaching),
the reoccurring theme,
which shows what I am truly passionate about,
And therefore, I am going to try my hand
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