What dreams are you reaching for? Did you always have a dream?
I dreamed I would be remembered for a work of literature.
I told my English teacher this, yes English teacher, and she
denigrated the idea. I was not a poor student. She reminded me that a woman’s place was in the home. It was the ’60s.
Now I am faced with promoting a work of historical fiction which I believe I was meant to write. I fell in love with Constance de Hauteville and all the years I spent writing, editing, and attempting to reach a publisher have finally come to fruition. Have I reached my dream? Working on this project was a true labor of love.
Do I replace it with another dream now? What would you do?
Read Barbarossa’s Princess and guide me. Should I seek another dream, I’m confused.