Wednesday, February 13, 2008

The Maltese Falcon

... "the, uh, stuff that dreams are made of."




So, I guess instead of dreaming about what my life is going to be like, I'm at the point in my life where I'm living my dreams. It's crazy. It's a lot scarier and more surreal than I thought it would be: I submitted my first story to a magazine yesterday. I don't expect it to get published or anything, it's not something I'm too proud of and the topic was way lame that they gave me, but it's a start. I'm ACTUALLY doing it... or attempting to at least. Wow. I guess I can't say "when I grow up" anymore... unless we're talking about maturity levels...

2 comments:

zane and lexi said...

Congrats and good luck Brooke! These are the funnest years of your life - enjoy it!! Little Zane wants to meet you at his baby blessing this sunday...did you get the email!??

Lisa & family said...

Don't stop now! What would you write about if you weren't assigned a topic? I'd love to know....Mom