First I want to say I am sorry for posting late. I woke up to a winter storm warning and was trying to get things squared away in case we do get that 9 inches of snow.
What did I want to be as a child? My earliest memory of what I wanted to be was a cowboy (or cowgirl, in my case). My dad was born and raised in the country. He spent his life farming, breaking horses, sheering sheep, rounding up the cows when the fences broke and they got loose. He could rope your feet when you were running and zigzagging through the yard. I grew up hearing people referring to my dad as a cowboy but I never saw him as that. I saw him as the guy who taught me so much. He showed me how to skin a rabbit, how to sharpen a knife, how to throw a knife, clean a gun, shoot it properly, how to handle a bow (I love my bow!). He taught me to be gentle with animals and they would trust you. I guess I wanted to be a female version of him. To be able to get out my guitar at the end of the night and sing a song that made everyone want to dance.
Then for a short time I wanted to travel back in time and be a pioneer, I knew that could not happen so I moved on.
I wanted to write. I didn’t care if anyone every really read what I wrote. I wanted to write, after all most writers get overlooked and are never brilliant until long after they gone. I had stories to tell and wanted to tell them.
My oldest brother joined the military and I decided I wanted to be a sniper. I went and did testing to see what jobs I could have in the military but due to some medical things I was not allowed to join. Though the guys around here were nice and did allow me to go to the armory at the guard unit to use the boxing ring.
I ended up writing. I am loving it. The days when I write for clients and the days when I write for my own books. It does not matter because I am writing.
What did you want to be when you were younger? Did you get close to that dream?