I just deleted an entire post. Why? Because I wrote about my carpet shampooer, and the head cold I have. Seriously, after the allergist post and hives post and crazy Hantavirus post, I'm starting to sound like some sort of mix between a medical freak of nature and a full blown hypochondriac.
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I'm thinking about entering an essay I wrote to the Ladies Home Journal essay contest. I already have it written, but part of me is afraid it's not good enough. The other part of me says, "What've you got to lose?" I'm super competitive, but I have a bad habit of only trying things at which I have a fair chance of success. I'm not much of a risk taker, but I think I'll give the contest a shot.
One of my dreams has always been to be a writer. That's one of the reasons I like blogging. It gives me a chance to write. I'm not a great fiction writer (lack of imagination and all), but I feel like I'm a pretty decent writer in general. I could be completely off base on that one. Still, it's always been a dream of mine to be able to write, and I would love to be a freelance writer. Maybe an advice columnist? Ha! That's a joke. Could you see me doling out advice? Actually, yes, but it would be totally inappropriate and insane advice. I definitely don't have a future career as advice columnist.
My other dream is to be a book critic. Actually, that's more like a fantasy. If some publishing company or magazine would pay me to read books all day long and write reviews of them . . . what could be better than that? Except, I only want to read the good books. No crummy books please.
Now that I've shared my deepest dreams with you, I'm going to go break out my new carpet shampooer and do some serious cleaning. Because I also dream of having a spotless house. That's a battle I'm rapidly losing.
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