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<- 10.06.04 * 10:24 p.m. ->

I wrote this for english class. I wanted Lisa to read it but always forget to send it to her, so I'll put it on here! Feel free to comment on it!
Have you ever listened to a child when they say what they want to be when they grow up? Some children jump from thing to thing while others stay fixed on one idea. I was one that had many passions and wanted to do many things. I still have a hard time deciding what I want to do with my life. Yet, for the longest time I’ve wanted to be a published writer, so that would be my “dream” job.
I love writing. I love having to use creativity. I write poems, short stories, character descriptions, and essays. I also am writing what I hope will evolve into a novel. Having my work published is my biggest dream. To have my poems be compared to Emily Dickinson and Elizabeth Browning would surpass my wildest dreams. Just seeing my published work on a shelf next to theirs would be enough for me.
I don’t believe you can be educated in how to organize your thoughts. In college, however, I would take a class here or there to further my abilities. English and grammar skills are obviously needed. I would probably take a creative writing course and a theatre course. I don’t know if they offer classes for tips on being published, but I would take that if they did. Children’s and Woman’s Literature I would take either way.
I imagine myself working from home, in my two-floor library. If I needed to have another job while things are still up in the air I would probably work at a magazine like Woman’s Day or Family Circle writing organizational articles.
A typical day at work would start out with my getting out any recourses I need while waiting for the water to boil. On my first cup of tea I would read over what I accomplished they day before, correct any errors, and concentrate on what to write next. If I have to go to any meetings that day I would, if not, by my third cup of tea I’d start rereading what I wrote, unless I’m really on a role. I would work until I couldn’t think of anything else to write. If I were really pouring out a lot, I would work until the ideas stopped flowing, no matter what time. I would take dinner and company in my library on days like that.
My “dream” job would be to be able to get the first book of the press, write a sappy note, and give it to my love. My “dream” job would be to publish so many things I would run out of people to dedicate my books to. My “dream” job would be to be a published writer.

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