Do you have a dream? Of course you do. Everyone has dreams and I’m not talking about those you get at night when you sleep. I’m speaking about those things you want – with everything in your heart. For some, it could be a choice parking spot at work. Others may want to go on a luxury vacation. No matter what your dream is, you should work toward it.
I too, have dreams. I’m living one of them now – I’m a writer. This was a dream that stretches all the way back to my childhood. I have always loved reading and wanted to be able to write stories. Although I have been scribbling short stories, poems and assorted other literary items for years, I never attempted to publish them until I was in my 40’s. Why? Because I’m extremely insecure and a horrible introvert.
My biggest fear is that I will make a fool of myself. I hated being bullied, picked-on, ridiculed and mocked in school. My friends were very few and I didn’t socialize well with others. Even with that personality trait, I still craved acceptance. One time, I got the nerve up to ask a boy to a school dance. I was in the 8th grade at the time. He laughed at me. Loudly. I never asked another boy out again and I never attended a single school dance. Avoid the ridicule became my motto. The adult me knows it’s ridiculous to dwell on things in the past, but sometimes we can’t help who we are and what profoundly affects us.
That fear of being mocked has haunted me my entire life. For some, embarrassment is a just another part of life. Fall? Laugh and get up. Keep going. For me, it’s a distinct possibility I could die of mortification, which really sucks because I’m about as graceful as a nearsighted rhino on a tightrope. It’s so bad that I can’t even watch television or movies where someone makes a fool of themselves. I cringe and want to hide under something until it’s over. Made that a blushing, nearsighted rhino on a tightrope sharing space with the dust bunnies under my bed.
Rhino or not, I still have dreams.
Some people talk about their dreams as a “bucket list.” I’ve seen a few friends share theirs so here’s mine in no particular order.
Write a book and publish it Be traditionally published
- Write 6 books in one year (I’d settle for 5 books and a novella)
- Finish a series
Do a book signing
- Do a national book signing
- Surpass 1000 likes on my author page in facebook
Make it into the top 10 of some list
- Become a best seller
- Become a best seller for a national list (NYT, USA Today, Etc)
- Become an international best seller
- See my name when someone gets recommendations for a “new author to try out”
- Sell 5,000 copies of one book in one year
- Sell 15,000 copies of any books in one year
- Be interviewed by a local news agency
- Hire a PA to take care of the business side of MKC so I can write without stress
- Go on a writer’s retreat
- Go on a writer’s cruise with my favorite authors (though meeting some of them would probably be that whole rhino thing again. I fangirl much too easily!)
- Get a recommendation from one of my favorite authors about my stories
- Do a collaboration with one of my favorite authors
So there’s the condensed version of my bucket list. I’ve managed to cross a few off. I have written 8 stories so far in 3 different genres. I’ve been traditionally published (thank you Melissa Keir and Inkspell Publishing). Last year I went to a local artist show and had my first book signing. Protecting Joselyn hit number 4 in Amazon Kindle World Romance in June 2019.
That is still a pretty big list to work through. Thankfully, my wonderful honey has picked up the PA reigns somewhat and is helping me with some of the business side of this. I’m so grateful for his help and for fixing my website issue yesterday. I was on the verge of tearing my hair out!!
But I diverge…
So, what’s your dream? Do you have a bucket list? I’ve heard a few people talk about being too old to start a new dream. That’s bull. I was 45 years old when I wrote and published my first book. Now, at 50, I’m just starting to get into my stride. Yes, it’s a long list but it’s not impossible. One day, I’ll look at it and say – “Hey, I need a new list because this one is realized.” When that day comes, I’ll keep going. I add new, bigger and more ambitious items because my dream is worth it.
I’m worth it.
And so are you.