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Thursday, July 21, 2011

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  1. Thursday, July 21, 2011 1:11 am

    That’s an easy one. I wanted to be a writer from the time I was seven. Forty years later I put feet to my lifelong dream, and the Lord has showered me with blessings these past five years. I’ve met sooo many wonderful writers whom I’m privileged to call my friends–including YOU. What a gift!

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  2. Thursday, July 21, 2011 1:22 am

    It was a toss up between wanting to be a solid gold dancer or a writer- solid gold never called so……. Seriously. I have wanted to be a writer since I was 7. i did however write my own sold gold show script once and performed it with my friends for our parents… I was 8. 🙂

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  3. Thursday, July 21, 2011 4:45 am

    I wanted to be a hairdresser from about age 4 or 5. irony I hated having my hair cut and use to cry.

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  4. Thursday, July 21, 2011 5:12 am

    I wanted to be an adult, live by myself, and make my own rules. At one point I wanted to be an astronomer or a writer. So, on that basis, I’ve been pretty successful, only I don’t pretend to make the rules and I leave that up to God.

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  5. Kav permalink
    Thursday, July 21, 2011 8:30 am

    How neat. I wanted to be a writer tood…and a librarian. I’m halfway there. 🙂

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  6. Thursday, July 21, 2011 8:39 am

    I didn’t think ahead like that when I was a child. I was an in the moment kind of girl, and thought ahead and planned only when outside forces made me do it. But looking back I realize I was already doing and being what I would end up wanting to do and be for the long term. Painting and writing.

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    • Sylvia M. permalink
      Thursday, July 21, 2011 11:21 am

      Yes, I think I was more of an in the moment kind of child too. If I wanted to be anything when I grew up I guess it would be a wife and mother. I don’t think a career really entered my head. Almost all the ladies in my family and church are all stay-at-home moms so I never really considered anything else as a child. My dad worked for an airline for years so we were blessed to be able to fly free on standby. I suppose being a flight attendant when I grew up might have been an idea too.

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  7. Charmaine Gossett permalink
    Thursday, July 21, 2011 11:11 am

    I wanted to be a newspaper reporter and artist. That developed into wanting to write and illustrate children’s books. I ended up being a secretary that could take shorthand which paid more money. In my time that was one of the top paying jobs for women. So much for dreams. One has to eat. No regrets. I have continued to write because I want to, or I might use the word compelled, whether it ever gets published or not. The writing is the thing. Did pursue art, painting and had some success winning prizes in art shows and a few writeups in the newspaper. But, couldn’t make money at that either. .Life gets in the way of dreams and wants sometimes.

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  8. Thursday, July 21, 2011 11:38 am

    Let’s see, in 6th grade through 8th, I wanted to be a lawyer. In 9th grade, I decided to be a teacher. In 11th grade, I discovered a love of theatre and acting. I was writing all through high school, but since about kindergarten, I wanted to be a tiger. So, I’m pursuing that goal now. Anyone have a spare tail to help me on my way? (Tails vs tales- heh heh)

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  9. Thursday, July 21, 2011 11:54 am

    I wanted to be an astronaut (afraid of heights), and architect (hate math), or a pioneer (love hotels). I never really thought about being a writer until a few years ago. Now, as a library director, if I MUST work away from home, I wish I were someone’s secretary. 😀

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  10. Thursday, July 21, 2011 12:25 pm

    A senator. A lawyer. A PhD psychologist. At one point, before Borders started, I dreamed of starting a bookstore/lending library with a coffee shop in it. High school teacher, total dream killer, told me it was unrealistic and would never work. Given Borders’ recent demise, not sure which one of us was right.

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  11. Thursday, July 21, 2011 2:03 pm

    I wanted to be a nurse.

    Then I started working as a “nurse” at my dad’s office and changed my mind! It ain’t what it used to be. And I quickly learned I didn’t have the patience to deal with nasty family members.

    My dream job, that I never dreamed about, was being the archivist and head tour guide at Kent House. I loved that SO much! I got paid to research and rewrite things. While working there is when I started writing all the time, during the down hours. I needed something to do so I filled hundreds of pages of notebook paper and went through a dozen or more ballpoint pens every six months.

    I still have all that paper, filed away in my filing cabinet.

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  12. Thursday, July 21, 2011 8:41 pm

    An astronomer, a marine biologist, and an experimental psychologist. (This is funny if you realize I hated math.) I loved writing, but I never thought it could be a career (not sure where I thought books came from…). Funny thing was, I was always playing school, but never wanted to be a teacher. I think I thought writing and teaching were too much fun to actually be real? Now I’ve been both (and am about to be both at the same time) and I realize how much playing and reality are different! LOL

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  13. Friday, July 29, 2011 2:25 pm

    I wanted to be what I am today…a wife & a mom. I suppose to some it doesn’t sound very ambitious and my mother certainly didn’t want me to be “just” a mom, but I love it! I quit college at 18, after my freshman year, and never looked back. I have a wonderful husband of almost 30 years, 4 wonderful children that I home educate(d), two adorable grandsons, and I’m only 48. What I’m going to do in 3 years when the last one is finished with high school I have no idea. Maybe I’ll get a “real” job then…J/K :o)

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    • Friday, July 29, 2011 2:30 pm

      Anne, being a good wife and mother is a very ambitious undertaking. There are so many pitfalls, so many ways to steer off course or fall flat on your face. Your dream was as big as everyone else’s, imo.

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