Karibu Reader! Are you ready for Saturday? I wish I could say I was!
I’m chasing my dream and it is not always the easiest thing.
As a child, I wanted to be a doctor/engineer/lawyer. By the time I was a teenager, I’d picked Doctor after reading a novel that romanticized medical school. One night in the hospital was enough to change my mind. So I tried becoming a computer scientist, but was disillusioned about sitting behind a computer all day. THEN I latched onto engineering, white-knuckled through it and ran out the gate waving my degree in the air before anyone could notice what they’d given me and take it back.
I’m not one of those people who are burning with words they cannot keep behind closed lips nor is my message one that must be heard by one and all. I just like telling stories. When I have a great one, I make it longer. If the inspiration was a blip in the time-space continuum, then I’ll have a short story. Try explaining that to those who bankrolled my college education.
But this is my dream. This is what I want to do. Make up shit in my head, write it down and have someone pay me for it.