Well. Well. Well.
i always knew that I wanted to travel, so I figured whatever I did I’d live in a foreign country, which I do. At the time I wanted to love in Mexico or England. I’m not sure why, but it’s probably because I only knew anything about a handful of countries. 😀
I knew I wanted to write a book someday. I used to make little books and handmade covers; most with bizarre plots. I wanted to be on the radio too. I used to make up radio plays with with my tape recorder and have my sister help with sound effects. I also wanted to work in a museum, ie. The Smithsonian or the British Museum.
About college time I was under pressure to be a lawyer, teacher, or minister. I did get a teaching certificate, but never liked teaching high school. I took the law school exam, but didn’t pursue it when I discovered I had no interest. I had no desire to go into ministry, and that caused a big rift with my family for years.
At the moment, I’m happy with my job. I work as a university lecturer. It’s not the first job I thought of as a child, but it suits me, and it gives me flexibility to go to all my daughters school events. And I get to spend a lot of time in the library.
And I get to write!!