The Dream For My Life

My goals and dreams have flucuated frequently (as these things tend to) but what has always remained is this: to be a wife, to be a mother, to make a living off of a creative pursuit. At the time of writing this, I am a newlywed(ish), I am five months pregnant, and I have gotten back on this website after a four year hiatus. I'm crafting stories and putting together pieces that have been in my head for ages and am getting new and intriguing prompts on the website every day. A friend gave me a book on writing 6 years ago and I am finally reading it after all this time.

Even if writing does not end up being what puts food on the table, I can take solace in knowing that the love for words has not left me, and that the love of a family has found me. I am about to take some major time off work, especially given our daughter will be in the NICU for some time and I hope to be able to channel the time alone and heavy emotional burden into something beautiful.

I want my daughter to grow up strong, smart, and have the same love for art that my husband and I do. I hope to see her successful and independent and not fall victim to the same traps that I did in my youth. I hope for us to have a more stable home life than my husband and I did growing up and for us to always stay strong as a unit, no matter what comes our way.

I dream of seeing more writers and creators move from the internet and lined notebooks into bigger and better things. I do not care about a saturated market, I only want to see a genuine one. There's an infinite number of voices, and entire lifetimes to experience them. I want artists to be able to cut through the trappings and politics of the fine art world so that they can proudly display canvases on their terms. I want poets to not be held back by their bios or stack of rejection letters. I want musicians to not be controlled by sponsorship or feel as if the only route to success is through endorsing things they do not believe in.

Some of these dreams are easily accessible. Some of them are lush and lofty. They all occupy space in my head, even if it is to varying degrees.