15 August 2011

Dream a Little Dream

In recent years, a wave of white-collar professionals has seized on a moribund job market, a swelling enthusiasm for all things artisanal and the growing sense that work should have meaning to cut ties with the corporate grind and chase second careers as chocolatiers, bed-and-breakfast proprietors and organic farmers ...

The lures are obvious: freedom, fulfillment. The highs can be high. But career switchers have found that going solo comes with its own pitfalls: a steep learning curve, no security, physical exhaustion and emotional meltdowns. The dream job is a “job” as much as it is a “dream.”

- Alex Williams, New York Times, "Maybe it's Time for Plan C"


I went to college with the full intentions of having a career in the publishing industry as a book editor - my then-idea of the dream job. Reading books for a living and going to glam lunches with famous authors while living in NYC and writing my great American novel on the side? What could be better?

Better would be the coming of my second (and subsequent third) great American novel, which I would write from the seclusion of my lakefront home, the one with the two-story tall living room that overlooked my acres of manicured forest and charming boathouse. By then my busy life as a social editing butterfly would be a distant memory as I write full-time and run a quaint bed-and-breakfast on the side as a way to put my hobby of cooking to good use.

To make my dream come true, I did everything I thought I was supposed to do at the time. I majored in English lit while minoring in Journalism and took creative writing courses. I interned at literary agencies and publishing houses. I hung out with other wannabe writers/editors/book nerds and we brooded with each other over Gloria Jean's white chocolate Oreo chillers (the closest I get to real coffee) and goblets of cheap Coors Light at BBQ.

Somewhere along the way in college the dream flickered and I wised up and realized no one could live in NYC off a book editor's salary, amongst other things. I ended up adding a second minor in marketing. I took a part-time job at a B-to-B publication, my first foray into regular corporate America. In a box in my parents' attic sits half a dozen unfinished manuscripts and several dozen short stories. There's a map somewhere in my old closet with the areas I've circled as good places to run a B&B - I think the last place I had settled on was somewhere by the lake in Door Country, WI.

I've always been a big proponent for a person to take a risk, live the life they want and follow their dreams - but I do it sitting here in the safety of my steady corporate job. I've not taken the leap myself. Will I ever get the courage to get escape "the machine?" Well let's be honest, the money where I am right now is pretty good and comes in a regular basis, along with those funny things you don't need until you do need them - medical benefits, paid time off.

I haven't really written in years. I know what goes behind running a B&B now and I'm not sure if I want to commit that much of myself to it. So does this mean that my plan A went away with the tide of reality in college? Am I on my plan B now working as in corporate America? If so, where's my plan C? And would I be brave enough to take that chance if it comes?
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For those of you with regular office jobs, have you thought about quitting it all to pursue your dreams? What's your plan B (or C)? ♦ For those of you still in school, what do you think you'll be pursuing for a career when you graduate? Is it what you really want to do or what you think you should do? ♦ For those of you who are "living the dream," what is the real-life dream like?


Top: Anthropologie Edme & Esyllte rose is a rose (worn here before - sim here, here, solid here)
Skirt: Talbots washed silk full (worn here before - sim here, mini here)
Sweater: Loft v-neck cardi (sim here, crewneck here)
Belt: H&M (sim here, here)
Shoes: Michael Kors hamilton (worn here before - sim peep here, here)


  1. I've changed my "dream" about a million times to bring myself back down to reality.
    Right now I'm going back to school for counseling in hopes that a masters degree will get me somewhere more fantastic than where I am right now (I'm on my couch right now without a job).
    I'm sure your Plan C will eventually fall right into your lap.

  2. I currently do work in publishing ... but not as a book editor. I spent nearly 5 years trying to get my foot in that door ... and honestly, it feels like you have to be the biggest fanboy/fangirl of a specific editor to ever become even an assistant. I wouldn't say an editor's salary isn't enough to live in NYC since I've done it from day one, but it's definitely not parties and lunches and glamour ... at all. It's long hours and half the pay, and the only thing that drives you is how much you love books.

    But there are definitely days I wish I could leave it all behind and start my own boutique, with handmade goods ... and yarn, lots and lots of yarn. I'm a knitting and crocheting freak and which I could craft all day for a living.

  3. One of the things I really enjoy about your blog is that you write such thoughtful posts and touch on weighty issues such as this one. I think I spend most of my waking time pondering a "plan C". My current job pays extremely well, and having grown up very poor, the money/benefits/etc. are hard to turn away from, but at the same time, there's the big "what if" that comes from never having the nerve to pursue my own dreams. My husband has been super supportive and has been encouraging me to go after what makes me happy. I am still teetering at the edge though... My parents (being very traditional Chinese) would be horrified if they knew I was contemplating a career change!

    Thanks again for a though-provoking post! BTW love the cobalt blue of the skirt!

    Louise @ cosmetic bee

  4. lol.. i have an office job. i majored in english lit as well, one day hoping to write a book.

    i do sometimes contemplate saying screw this and going back to school to either get my teaching credentials or to art school to learn to take photos for a living. but... 1) i'm scared, and 2) with a wedding coming up next year i don't want to be out of money.

    so... maybe once kids come around and i'm a sahm for a bit i can look into what i'd love to do.

  5. Fab floral top!:]

    Life really is confusing and you just need time to really think about what you want and what will make you happy. But also think of what makes sense. I'm sure things will work out for you! As for writing, I think you should continue it. That's amazing. :]

    I'm just in my first year of college and I'm still sorting things through. I know I want to work in film tho. Here's hoping things work out for me too!

    Best of luck. <3

    I've been following ya!

    Please follow my blog if you haven't yet and if you can my twitter too! (Viva_La_Breee)

    xoxo, Bree


  6. This is my first time commenting on your blog. I really like that you write about important things and still show your style and are fashionable instead of just writing about shallow things!

    I recently got a certificate in fashion design but I'm perusing a bachelor's degree in Middle eastern studies and Arabic. I have tons of different interests and read a book called " Refuse to choose" by Barbara Sher. This book opened my mind that I don't need to do 1 thing and do it forever. We are all expected to choose a a career and do it forever.
    When I first started fashion school my intentions were to make wedding dresses but it has changed a million times. I'm now considering the shoe industry. I also would like to do something that is more meaningful in this world, that's where my Middle eastern thing might come in handy. I would consider working for Uncle Sam for the money at first but that's not where I would like to end up at.

    After a lot of thoughts I don't really know if dream jobs exist. It all depends of your priorities right at that moment.
    We all might have our idea of a dream job and even get it but as time goes by the job gets old, or something else happens and this job isn't a dream anymore. I don't know if it's because human beings always want what they don't have or if because things really change.

    I think ultimately you need to think if you are happy where you are at. Priorities also change.
    It is totally understandable not want to let a steady income go but I think what really matters is that you are happy. I personally don't want to have any regrets in life. I've done things before where I thought they were my dream. I either found out they weren't or I felt accomplished just by doing these things for a short while.
    I don't know if the book I mentioned before will help you but some of the things in this book helped me to realize I could do more than 1 thing. I don't need to choose only 1 and do it forever.
    Anyways I hope this wasn't too confusing :]


  7. I always wanted to be a writer as well and had similar fantasies of what I was going to do with my life. Sometimes, I wish I could have or would have pursued something I am more passionate about than family law. Maybe when my kids grow up, I'll be able to fulfill my fantasy, but for now I like where I am at. Lovely post. You always have the most thought provoking things to say!

  8. I have no idea what plan/track I'm on at this point, but I constantly battle the option of staying in my current field or going off and truly doing the "what I want to be when I grow up" job. Right after I started working at my first "real" job, I thought about making a change and going back to school to study fashion or product design. I was just really scared at adding more money to my student loan balance and whether it was even smart to get another degree when I already had one. I'm taking baby steps to living my real dream, but it's a scary endeavor (lower paycheck, starting at the bottom at an older age). It's a lot to think about, but I always think if you aren't dead, it's never to late!!

  9. P.S. Oh, I really love the flow of that skirt. I think I like it more than the Dorrie skirt I have in a similar color.

  10. At my age, I'm still trying to decide what I want to do when I "grow" up. I also have an office job that pays well and it's hard to step away from. Unfortunately, the hubby lost his job 2 years ago so it's been my salary since and my "dreams" are on hold for a while.

  11. I'm still in undergrad and haven't finalized my major yet, although it will likely be linguistics (last time this year, English lit was the plan, although I never really know what to do with it). My question, though... how do you get even a regular corporate job with a "useless" liberal arts degree? My college doesn't offer marketing or any kind of business-type degree other than economics (which I dislike).

    My "dream" right now is to go into computational linguistics, but I don't know whether I have the talent and skill-sets required. I've always been a humanities-strong student and it's scary to think about competing with guys (and yes, mostly males) who have been programming in their basement since before puberty.

  12. Gorgeous outfit, the color combination here is stunning!

  13. So true! I went to uni to eventually go into journalism, ideally travel journalism. So I got my Arts degree (double major of English and French). Then I found out that journalist hardly ever get full-time jobs, instead they live freelancing little bits at a time.
    Then I tried Public Relations. I got another diploma, and tried it out at a gov't job. I loathed all the spin-doctoring and the feather-ruffling.
    Then, I gave up, moved to the mountains, and regressed as a ski bum. I worked at a restaurant, had fun, and lived really stress-free. After a while, it wasn't enough, and I wasn't challenged enough (at all).
    So I went back school again, and got my Education degree. Teachers get paid pretty well here in Canada, they get their summers off (yay!), it's relatively creative, and they make a difference. I'm not "living the dream" per say, but it's the best compromise I could come up with. It's definitely something I enjoy doing the more I do it.

  14. My career path has been almost exactly the opposite of yours...I went to business school and planned to work a corporate job. Instead I somehow ended up in publishing (I'm in marketing, though, not an editor) and I absolutely love it. I love the people I work with, I love the variety that comes with marketing such unique individual products, I genuinely enjoy the time I spend at work and the pay is on par with most corporate marketing jobs (so pretty good). Sometimes I can't believe that I fell into it the way I did.

    I do think that if you love writing you should keep doing it - it always amazes me what sort of day jobs authors had before they sold their first manuscript.

  15. Wow this sounds so close to my life! I actually majored in English, and planned on getting into the publishing industry as a book editor! However, about a year before graduation I realized this might not be entirely practical and I started taking technical writing classes like crazy. I just graduated, so wish me luck there... :)

    I can also relate to the half-finished manuscripts and short stories. :)

  16. WOw, love this cute look...that top is fab! I love the color mixing! SO I would love to be a professional organizer....I love to throw things away! With three kids in tow for now that is on the back burner.

  17. Thanks, Mads!

    Shar - I think it is awesome that you work in publishing right now. I interned at some publishing houses and between the realities of that and other stuff going on in my life at the time, I realized it wasn't for me - but parts of me still wish it all worked out to plan!

    Louise - I'm the exact same way, so is my parents and my BF. My BF would support me in anything (though it'd feel really weird to me for him to potentially have to help support me as we're not married) but my parents are totally the type that if you have a good job, keep it!

    makeupandpearls - ack, don't you hate it when life just gets in the way of things? But wow, getting married, that's just deferring one dream while you fulfill another!

    Bree - ah, my first year of college, I was premed! I got over that pretty quickly though, haha!

    Thanks for commenting, Nadja, I'll definitely look for that book! I think sometimes I just need a push in the "be brave" direction but then again, I'm not sure if my previous "dream job" is what I want anymore.

    Frannie Pantz - ah, a dream job is nice, but we all live in reality and unfortunately what matters sometimes is what pays the bills!

    fshnonmymind - I think the longer I'm out of school and in the work environment, the harder it is for me to envision myself starting over and re-adjusting my lifestyle.

    dcresider - I'm the same way, I honestly still don't really know what I want to do "when I grow up" and still say that!

    throughkeyes - oh believe me, I've been through a ton of "what, you're getting a plain ole BA?!" comments when I was in college. I work in marketing now and found that the BA helped me initially get my job because of my writing ability. I've found that the longer you're out of school, the less it totally matters what you studied in school. I think the interning helped me get a step up with the work experience area.

    Thanks, Tara!

    amy - I applaud you for chasing after something new when you found you weren't satisfied with what you had!

    Anon - aw, lucky gal, sounds like you have a pretty awesome job!

    Cortney - I have a friend who did her masters in technical writing and now works as an account exec for an ad agency.

    Jenni - thanks much! Ooh, I need some organizing in my house!

  18. the dream job...i keep thinking i want to be a photographer, but having a steady income is good and not as scary. the hubs and i are still trying to figure it all out. one day at a time, i guess.

  19. oh my goodness i must be a hot mess.

    majored in english minored in french and tesl (teaching english as a second language). i've never taught.

    i got scooped up out of university and raced through the ranks for gap in canada. got bored when it became "corporate-y" and thinking i'd use my education a little opened a large childcare facility (100 kids).

    did that for almost 4 years and the parents burned me out.

    gap called. i moved to seattle doing various regional jobs for them. got recruited by amazon.com during the hotbed. took a risk on a short-term contract working for the head of strategic growth. when contract was up one of the external executive search firms recruited me before amazon could find another role.

    been a recruiter ever since. went independent (own co) 7 years ago but recently am feeling like the thrill is dead after 12 years.

    completely terrified b/c i have no clue as to what to do next.

    always thought i'd be the corporate girl, and the exact opposite called to me. now don't want to do the corporate thing. HELP LISA!

  20. That is such an adorable outfit!
    I majored in Economics, but the industry i work in now is far from the economics/finance area. Most people who work in that industry work long hours. No thanks. It's never been a dream of mine to work unhappily until 8-9pm.
    I wouldnt call my current job my 'dream' job, but it pays the bills and i get to go home at 5pm. It's closer to living the dream than any other job i've done.

  21. My dream job when I was in middle school was to become a chef. It was shattered when I read Anthony Bourdain's "No Reservations". Don't get me wrong, I loved the book but it was a wake up call. Chef-dom is a difficult thing, with long hours and crazy schedules. It's also very competitive and high pressured. And the job market was worrisome for me (yea, I thought of that stuff as a teenager).

    After that dream died sometime in high school I decided to take the practical route and pursue becoming an accountant. Job security and a good salary was a main reason why I chose that path. But when I got a job as a senior in a firm I decided I hated it, wasting away in front of a computer everyday while the world was happening outside. I dropped that idea and found out I had a knack for math and decided to be a teacher instead. I haven't looked back since then and couldn't imagine doing anything else.

  22. I spent 4 years getting a Bachelors degree in Fashion Marketing and after all that work I'm working at the post office. So my Plan A of being a assistant buyer-buyer is on hold. Right now I'm saving money to start my Plan C. I want to run my own business in the future and I also want to finally get that Masters degree.

    I'm keeping my fingers crossed and hoping I will be ready for the hard work that comes with Plan C!

    ps. My husband recently read that article and was telling me all about it.

  23. I kid you not--I want to open a B&B near Jackson, WI. Or start my own graphic design company. Or both. I'm working on the plan b (the graphic design company) now, but it's definitely going to be a lot of hard work to make the amount of money I'm making now in my lousy cubicle.

    Melanie@Unravelled Threads
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  24. From reader Kendra:

    It's my first time commenting on your blog, even though I read almost everyday...you could call me a classic blog rubber-necker, always wanting to see what's going on but I don't want to get involved! No, seriously, I love what you write about and I am SO glad to see others are struggling with the same questions, even as older adults.

    I am about to turn 30 and maybe I am hitting my quarter life crisis (geez, I hope it's quarter...that would be awesome!). I went to nursing school with the hopes of being a nurse overseas in a third world country. I wanted to work with Doctor's without Boarders or in the Congo of Africa saving lives with little medical equipment. That dream fizzled out when I got my first nursing job, fresh out of school, as an ER nurse. The pressure got to me and I got burned out within 5 months, came home crying every night because I was so stressed and nursing wasn't anything like I had hoped it would be. My husband and I moved to a town with a slower pace in the mid-west, close to his family, mainly to figure things out. I got a job working on an in-patient oncology unit, thinking that I could help these people at the end of life, and see first-hand, miracles of people surviving this terrible disease. Instead, I was wrought with guilt of how I didn't take enough time to be with my patients when they needed a friend (but I had so much to do and hardly ever got everything done), I would have dreams about my patients that died, I would analyze my day like a checklist, going over what I could have done better. 13 hours later I would drag in the house so I tried I could barely stand, yet, I couldn't sleep, I barely ate, on my days off I was so sad I didn't do anything but mope around the house. I realized this wasn't "it" for me either.

    In an act of desperation, I applied for what I thought was my dream job with a non-profit in Seattle. And I got the job. No more nursing! Wahoo! So, we packed up our U-haul, three animals and a second car and trekked from the Midwest to Seattle. Once here, after a long and bumpy ride, I started my job, only to find that I was bored to tears, major higher-ups were fired within months of me arriving because no results were ever produced, no progress was being made and I didn't understand how the place was surviving. There was no room for professional growth and my daily tasks were created then weeks later, changed or thrown out for new creative tasks. My work was pointless. So, I left the job that I moved all the way here to do, which was shocking in so many ways. How could I move my husband and animals all the way out here, to find that the job wasn't good? Shouldn't I have known this BEFORE moving here?

  25. From reader Kendra (continued):

    We needed money, because everyone knows, Seattle isn't cheap. I would rather have turned around and gone back east but we had a lease to fulfill. So, I got a new job working with cancer patients at an out-patient clinic. And, once again, I am at the end of my road, burnt out and feeling tired. Not because of the patients, but because of nursing as a whole. It is not ever what I thought it was going to be.

    We move back to the Midwest in less than 5 weeks and I can't wait! Just to be near family and friends again is really all I can hope for! If I had to do it all over again, and not live my life for anyone, and not live my life based on fear or money, I would have become a veterinarian. I LOVE animals. They were my friends as an only child and to them I owe all my happiness and contentment. I know them and speak their language. It isn't hard for me. But my real love surrounds greyhounds. We adopted our first greyhound 1 year ago this month. She is everything to me. Lo-and-behold, there is a little school called Ohio State University, that has the only greyhound focused medical program in the country. I am considering going back to school to become a greyhound veterinarian with a focus on oncology (because about 60% of ex-racers develop bone cancer and not many veterinarians in the country know how to properly care for sight-hounds, much less those with cancer). I am so thrilled with the prospect of a school and a career change that I can't stand it. Having my nursing background and oncology background should be a bonus, but also seeing how this whole picture may be coming together to bring me to the real path I was supposed to be on, is more than I can fathom! In the end, will I get into veterinary school, will I pass all my tests, will I graduate? I don't know. But I know I can't stay where I am any longer. Something must change. And I think I am better off going after a dream then always wondering "what if" and living a stressed out, ho-hum life. I am scared but excited. I am 30 for goodness sakes, but then again, I am only 30...I have all of life ahead of me, I am still young, smart, vibrant, I want to learn, I want to help, I want to be with the greyhounds and let them teach me.

    So, thank you for bringing this topic up. Your timing couldn't be better, as my husband and I had a long conversation about this over the weekend. And thankfully, he is SO supportive and believes in me more than I believe in myself. He already calls me Dr. because he knows I can do it.

    I will keep you posted and I hope you keep us posted on your journey "B" or "C". :) Oh, and I hate writing because I know I make a million mistakes, but I hate writing to you even more, in fear you will pick them all out! So, don't look at them, ok? It will make me feel better and maybe I won't rubber-neck so much, but actually participate!

  26. Wow, now this hits close to home! My life plan was a little different from yours, but overlaps in many places. I went to college with the dream of becoming a big NYC fashion or lifestyle magazine editor. Sometime around my sophomore year, I realized the same thing you did: that I couldn't afford to live/survive in New York at the bottom of my food chain. If I were lucky enough to even get a job in the magazine industry, nonetheless at a publication I was actually interested in, I knew I'd be fetching coffee and starving so I could afford to dress the way I'd be expected to. It also probably didn't help that I had seen The Devil Wears Prada....

    But then I took a class in book publishing, and I found myself to be much more interested in that. And I knew book publishing jobs in Boston came up a lot more than magazine publishing ones. And somehow, I got one right out of college and am absolutely in love with it. Now my only fear is the economy will drop again and they'll realize they could hire a free intern instead of me!

    What I wonder now though is, am I settling by staying in the same town I went to school in? I would really love in live in London. I would love to follow my boyfriend to Los Angeles. And there's always NYC. I love my job but everyday I struggle with the question, am I really in the right city? Or did I just decide to stay here because this is what I'm familiar with?

    Whew, that was a vent! But I do genuinely thank you for bringing this up. The future is so scary, but I wish you endless happiness with whichever path you choose!!

  27. Great topic. I'm not sure how to articulate my thoughts, but will try. It feels odd to say, but I am living the dream. Although I didn't even know it was a dream of mine until it found me, so I've had to grapple with that. I saw myself as a conventional person with a job in a corporation. I work with corporations, but in no way a capacity I ever dreamed. It's been hard to reconcile that because a job in a corporation generally provides an illusion of stability. You can pretend your job is secure, although it never really is. It's even easier to feel it's secure when you don't really care for it because you feel trapped. So it feels especially stable. *lol* Our dream jobs seem to feel unstable in our minds, don't they? I don't know if that's because we put them on high or if it's really true that they are riskier than what we see as a traditional path. I've been able to break down my profession in a way that helps me make decisions about whether to stay in it or leave. I feel that I can push the loftiness of it aside and make strategic moves. I think it's possible to do that w/anything someone thinks they want as a career. It doesn't have to be magical, mysterious and forever out of reach. I think people don't want to go for their dreams because if it doesn't work out, then what will they have? Trust me, you can find new goals & dreams. I don't think we only each have one. I also think we care too much about what others think and, as someone said, worry about money far too much.

    From my perspective, I think once you're really living in what you want to do, you still have obstacles, challenges, goals and dreams within that dream. The funny thing is that I feel a bit isolated because ppl want to see me as successful and don't want to hear that there's a flip side. Even if they don't say it out loud, there's an unspoken, but you're doing what you really want to do if I mention anxiety, worry or dissatisfaction. I still have worries & fears. They don't magically go away. However, there is nothing like singing in the car on the way to and from work. Feeling every cell in my body light up while I'm working. And drunk with happiness that I have been able to do something I love and get paid for it. The Frost poem about the road less traveled resonated with me as a teen. It really makes a difference in quality of life when you step onto a path of unknown. It's going to be rockier than following the herd, but boy when it's good...it's so good.

    Lisa, please keep writing no matter what. Start where you are. Right now. I love Julia Cameron's The Right to Write. She totally addresses the -- gotta have a year sabbatical to finish my novel -- sentiment. It aint true. Books aren't written the way we think they should be. As Anne Lamott would say, Bird By Bird (which I haven't read, btw).

  28. YES! I think about Plan B and C jobs all the time. Hardly a day goes by that I don't think about quitting my job as a lawyer and becoming a full time dance teacher. No, I wouldn't make nearly as much money, but I would be doing something I love and I think that would make m e much happier. Why can't I take the plunge? I guess I'm too scared. We'll see...


  29. I've been a perennial lurker for a while now, but the honest and touching way you addressed this topic made me want to say something on the subject, too. It seems to have struck quite a few readers' thoughts and fears and hopes - and mine among them.

    I'm one of those people who's had the same dream since the age of two, when I first saw a violin and said, "I want to play that one." I'm in an odd place; I'm twenty years old, I have two more years at university/conservatory, I already have a local symphony job...but I'm also completing three academic majors, and in the summers I learn languages and write, as well as playing gigs. I was born in a (now ex-)Communist country, so while my parents have both made very good money in their jobs, I was raised with the expectation that one must work for everything, and nothing will be easy. So I work, and I figure that if I know how to do enough things I enjoy (or at least don't hate), one of them will have to pull through, so I won't have to burden my parents past university. But there's still part of me, the impractical part, that thinks I'll die if Plan A doesn't work out.

    In the end, I think it comes down to what one is more frightened of, and what one can't live without. It's easy to say you'd rather be happy than wealthy if you haven't yet been in the position of living on that edge. The money issues that come with the life I'm looking at, for instance, are very worrying - this isn't "no room in the budget for pretty clothes," but "I have $20 for either groceries or an audition fee, which do I choose?" It isn't "I can't afford to live in New York," but "Can I bear to leave my friends and family for a place I've never seen, a place I might hate, another country, because it's the only job I can get right now?" But in the end, I'm more afraid of spending my life in agony over what might have been. And all the security and comfort and luxury in the world cannot buy the joy of a good performance, or the tears in the eyes of someone whom your music has touched.

    If you have what makes you happiest, the thing that enables you to think to yourself, "I have lived a good life" - whether it's a profession, a person, a sense of security, or simply the free time to do something you love - and it makes you happy enough that you can live with whatever else is thrown at you, that is what matters in the end, I think.

    (And as someone else who writes - not in the hope of publishing, but for the sake of my sanity, my happiness, and the little bit of peace that comes with escaping and creating in your own corner of the world - I'll second another commenter to say, please keep writing! For yourself, if nothing else. People who can write are rare; people who can and do write are rarer. Published or not, it's a way to keep one dream alive in your mind. And who knows? Maybe some of us daydreamer-writers will someday have written enough to submit something for publication, after all.)



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