Dateline 6-15-2017

Last night I had a moment where I was questioning my future while fantasizing about what I want to do with my life. It didn't take long before I realized that I'm actually already living my dreams, well, at least when it comes to what I want to put my efforts into. 

Often time when I talk about my writing to other, I make sure to point out how prolific I am. This isn't an effort to brag about my work as if every piece is great but more to point out how committed I am to chasing this white rabbit until the very end.

In the past, I've met many writers who have not written a thing, many artists who don't own a single paint brush, as well as many cubicle workers, who claim to continue their quest while remaining shackled to dead-end employment.

I wouldn't say that I'm better than any of these people but I do feel the need to differentiate myself because the dream that I'm chasing has nothing to do with what I want to do with my life. I am actually doing what I want and have put effort into honing my skills almost every day of my adult life.

My dream isn't to do something different. My dream is to earn an income as I continue on without having to deal with the marketing or business side that is required to promote this type of work. 

This is why I just continue to plug away in hopes that one day I'll be discovered. When I say discovered, I don't mean, "Hey, your work is ready to go and you are now an online celebrity," no, I mean discovered by more of a mentor sort to help me clean up my work to the point where it is actually marketable while sticking to what I want to say.

This is my dream and even if I never get there, I'm not going to change a thing... well... unless said changes are for the better.

So that's what I've got for today, talk to you again when I check in tomorrow.

Sincerely,

The Wicker Breaker