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Six-Year-Old Me was Right

So, here's the thing that's been bothering me the most, the thing that I can't get out of my head: that dream I had when I was six-years-old? It's actually come true. My very first "when-I-grow-up" dream I had as a little girl writing little short stories in my first grade class, is happening. Twenty-two years later, and that very first thing I ever want to be, I am.  I can't get over it. When I was six, I wanted my name on a book. I wanted to write a novel and publish it in hardback and see my name across the front and know I made this.  This last year, I wrote that book. Finally, after a decade of debating whether I even had the merit to be a true writer, I wrote that book.  Something Carrie Bradshaw said in an episode of Sex and the City --that I can't at this time properly reference for you, because it's been half a decade since I watched the show last--has stuck with me all of these years, has gnawed at the back of my mind, a reminder tha