brought its ups and downs. It has taken my entire life thus far to figure out what I want to do when I grow up.
Is 40something too old to begin chasing your bliss?
thing is I was doing it all along. I wrote my
first story as soon as I learned how to write ‘See spot run’, and I suspect I was telling them before that. When my boys were small they knew Dad read stories at bedtime, Mom made stuff up. Fanciful stories full of little boys who swam
with dolphins to the bottom of the sea and climbed trees to escape dinosaur teeth.
So why was it, with a life time full of making stuff up, and boxes of notebooks to chronicle it, had it never occurred to me I could be an author? I can tell you self-doubt and fear played a big roll, then time and money became contributing factors. Now at 40something, it’s finally time. I am no longer afraid of what people will think if I don’t become the next Nora Roberts. I am no longer afraid of failing in front of my husband and children. And I am no longer afraid that it’s too late. Fear is not a factor (to quote my favorite reality TV).
It’s time. I am 43 and my first full length novel is on its way to print. Is it too late? No! It’s never too late to do what you love. It only takes a deep breath
and a moment of courage. Do it. Chase your bliss. Because one moment of chasing your bliss, completely erases a life time of wishing you had.