My nine-year-old self is reawakening as I talk about dream jobs. Throughout most of my life, up until I was 10, I was fixed on the idea of being an author. However, through starting my blog, I had insecurities about whether what I write is good enough to be published. But I was 10. So if you are not getting it, I have a long way to go with my writing.
But even now I’m not that sure if that could be my career. Free-lancing and choosing my own hours seems a bit of a burden when I have the writing to concentrate on. Editing and publishing would be good I suppose, it encourages my adoration for writing whilst also not having to choose my own hours/work from home/create my own wages.
The reason I come to talk about this is that in school yesterday we were talking about what jobs we want to have… and I was stuck.
But it’s not early for me to start deciding now.
‘What I want to be when I grow up’.
Actually, I’m more likely to be late.