original date Feb. 22, 2012 All my life I have dreamed of being a published author. I love the idea of being a writer of actually spending my whole life and my career writing. I don't know why, it's just always been there - this dream of something I wanted. I don't know when I started to believe that it would never happen. I do know that for probably about 15 to 20 years it was not something I thought I could do. Struggles with family and young adulthood stripped away my optimism. Deep down, I knew the possibility existed. In the last few years, I realized I could do it, that it was just a matter of putting some energy into it. I wasn't in a hurry like I used to be. On the other end of that spectrum is that you realize you are ready. You not only know you are ready, but you feel confident in your own abilities. Then, this voice whispers that it doesn't matter whether I'm published or not - that I am a writer. I think about Joe in "Litt...
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