I dreamed of being a doctor when I grew up. And an F-16 pilot, and a ballroom dancer, an architect, a rancher, and an auto mechanic. Not to mention my awkward phase in the 90s when I thought I was cut out to be a CIA field agent. Turns out I’m a soccer mom. Yet somehow I’m everything I dreamed of becoming, because I’m also a writer… Read the article here
I’m a guest author on J.L. Salter’s blog, where I talk about “faking it” — what I do when I don’t know how to handle a character. Go to Jeff’s blog and tell us what you said you wanted to be when you grow up, and you’re entered to win a pearl bracelet or magnetic clip bookmark. I’d love to hear from you!