I've had a lot of time on my hands lately...hard to imagine since I have no job or hobbies that seem to stick (watercoloring was a bad idea). This surplus of time has been good and bad. I've tried to pick up a new hobby, read a few books, and watched a LOT of movies. I've also had time to think about my childhood dream of becoming a fantastically famous author. Whenever I think about this idea, I get all giddy inside and just ITCH to write out some fantastic story and slap it in a manilla envelope and mail it off to a well-to-do publishing company that will instantly recognize it for the gem that it is and pay me thousands and thousands of dollars. Too bad I can never come up with an amazing story and all I ever manage to conjure is a lame blog about how I can't write. Ironic, I know. It took J.K. Rowling years to develop her books...I guess I just have to be patient - a quality I seem to lack. But on a happier note, J.K. Rowling is richer than the Queen of England and was once on welfare! So just wait people. One day I will have my story and it will be FABULOUS!
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2 comments:
When you do finally write your story you should have an older single girl that comes to stay with her niece and they live it up in some far off place like... England. I think that would be a fabulous story.
I have no doubt that you will write your book someday. I also have a dream to write a book of Shel Silverstein type poems.
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