I woke up trembling. There were no monsters, chain-saw wielding masked men or bottomless pits, but my nightmare shot me out of bed and into the kitchen.
In the dream I had accomplished something I have yet to do in real life. I had crafted the perfect manuscript. Perfect characters. Perfect dialogue. Perfect plot structure. My work was immediately the subject of a bidding war among the major publishers. I was 80 years old, in failing health, and shortly after I inked a seven-figure deal, I died.
My death was not a violent one. People were not shocked by the passing of an 80-year-old woman, a point reiterated many times at the funeral. I am grateful that I woke up before I faced my own corpse.
In the kitchen I drank a glass of milk and tried to determine why this dream rocked me so hard. I peeked in on my daughter who was sound asleep. Then I paced. I peeked again. Then I paced. She could really do anything she wants to, I thought, she has her whole life ahead of her.
But isn’t that true of me too?
I might not be a toddler, but today is still the first day of the rest of my life. I don’t want to waste more time chasing perfection, while the people who are willing to risk it and put themselves out there win all the spoils.
For me, the dream is writing.
As a child I had an appreciation and respect for the written word. Stories. Poems. Stage plays. Yearbook. School newspaper. It was all my playground. But I lost focus along the way. There were too many people with the “writer’s dream.” There was simply no room for me.
Is that really the example I want to set for my child?
The only thing that has been holding me back from my dream is Me. And Me is getting her act together. That’s why I’m studying my craft, writing like a mad woman and trying. Sometimes you just have to try.
Can a mother still dream? My answer: a mother has to dream. And then she has to wake up, jump out of bed and go kick some butt.
As part of my butt-kicking action plan, I am entering a contest sponsored by the Freelance Writers Den. Prizes include a one-year subscription to Freelance Writers Den, mentoring opportunities and online courses. These valuable resources will help me further develop my skills as a freelancer and allow me to access a thriving community of professionals.
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Who knows? You might see my name on the cover of your favorite book or in your favorite magazine someday…someday soon.
What is your dream? What’s holding you back? What tips can you give to all the moms out there for reaching their goals?