Okay, so it looks like a particular dream I had will not be realised. I wanted to be published by the time I turned forty, and as that day is on Saturday, short of a miracle, looks like I’ll have to accept that I won’t be. However, I’m hoping that as I will be forty for a whole year (age tends to happen like that eh?) I might have a shot at being published when I’m forty. Always good to have goals when one is staring a significant birthday in the face.
I guess the thing I should keep in mind that although I haven’t reached my goal yet, I am doing something I never thought I’d actually do. I am writing full time for a start. And I am lucky enough to be working with a fabulous editor who likes what I write. Never thought I’d be doing that when I was younger! And actually, now I think about it, I’m not sure I would have had the tenacity to do what I’m doing now when I was younger either. I might have given up after that first rejection. Certainly I didn’t have the time or the discipline like I do now.
Anyway, am inching towards my goal, albeit slowly, and so my new goal is to be published by the time I’m fifty. Ten years should be plenty of time. 🙂
In the meantime, for all those of you who have reached this significant milestone already, quick, give me the good stuff about how great it is being forty. And if there’s nothing great about it, lie!
BTW, am also blogging at Seven Sassy Sisters on Thursday. It’s a random post and I’m not sure what I’m doing yet so if you’re interested check it out.