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What did you want to be when you grew up vs. what you are today?


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Like almost everyone else, I had plans for my life and John Lennon explained to us that “life is what happens while we’re making other plans.”

I’m pretty sure I went through a fairy princess stage because most girls raised in the era of Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty wanted to be fairy princesses as some point in their lives. I do remember thinking Tinkerbell would have fun.

I remember watching the North American Sled Dog Race sometime in late elementary school and wanting to be a dog musher. It’s a lot of work to be a dog musher. I grew out of that as soon as I saw that.

My mother was a diner waitress and I remember wanting to follow in her footsteps, until I did it one weekend at a diner belonging to a friend of hers and realized that was a hard job too.

I wanted to be an architect in junior high school. I still love architecture, to look at, but when I discovered the math involved in being an architect, I moved on.

I wanted to be a writer. I reported for the high school newspaper and then I studied journalism in college. I took a job as a home-town reporter. I did that for a couple of years until my editor asked (uh, euphemism there) that I slant local stories to accommodate his political viewpoint and I decided I needed to find another career. I published a few magazine articles after that (all of this under my legal name), and then gradually let it go as we raised kids because the idea that you have extra time when you’re working full-time and raising kids is kind of delusional.

I became an administrator. Yay, such an exciting career, but it pays the bills, so I’ll keep doing it until I retire.

From about age 12 on, I had a wish to be a published author. I don’t think I thought I’d be writing apocalyptic fiction and self-publishing was definitely not a thing then, but I did manage to make that wish a reality. It only took 40 years of writing for my own amazement and honing my skills bit by bit.

Posted April 6, 2020 by aurorawatcherak in Blog Hop

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