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Dreams vs Reality

A couple of weeks ago, it was I Want 2 Be Day for the Kids Cancer Project.

And it got me thinking about what I wanted to be when I grew up.

At first I wanted to be a ballerina, then a nurse and pretty much whatever else my older girl cousin wanted to be.

Then I wanted to be a writer and spent hours writing and illustrating stories about birthday parties I went to and sequels for some of the characters from the books I read.

In high school it seemed like it was a bit early to be deciding what I wanted to be. I just knew that I liked Geography and Society and Culture, but what sort of job could you get with that?

I envied the people that knew they wanted to be doctors and lawyers and had a clear study path set out before them.

So, I took a year off, went travelling, came back, took another year off, and eventually decided to give this writing thing a go and study for a BA Communication (Journalism).

At university, I enjoyed public relations and editing and publishing and despaired at the reality that real journalism jobs were not well paid and hard to find.

So I worked for a print production company because they employed me, worked for an architectural visualisation firm because it sounded interesting and tried PR which I found I actually hated in practice.

I worked for various not-for-profits and charities and discovered there that I was good at event organising, but was it really what I wanted to be?

So I took some writing courses at the Australian Writer’s Centre and started writing a blog in my spare time. Isn’t it funny how life has turned a full circle and now I want to be a writer again?

I guess a dream is only a dream until you make it a reality.

Perhaps I lacked direction, focus and certainty about my dream before, but now I can see that it could become reality.

Maybe in the past I expected my dream to be clear and happen easily and quickly. Now I realise that dreams take time and effort and that’s what makes them a dream in the first place.

It’s a long term goal that if you didn’t really want to do, you wouldn’t have the drive to make a reality.

It’s that niggling thought in the back of your head, that won’t go away no matter how unrealistic it seems.

We live in a world where career changes are possible, going back to study is acceptable and changing your mind is allowed.

So, what did you want to be when you grew up? Perhaps it’s time to revisit that dream and take stock of your reality?

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