Do you ever just feel so overwhelmed at the fact that your life can go so many different ways? I could do almost anything I set my mind to, and yet I choose to be a writer. I have no crystal ball, no clairvoyance, so for all I know being a writer will screw up my life and I should go with being a pharmacist. All I know is that I want to command my future, and I don't want to do the same thing every day. I'd rather be like Stephenie Meyer, stay-at-home-mom/icon. I'd rather have the choice to be creative and have fun in my life.
And I'd like to be able to be known without being known. I wanna be Sarah Dessen, not Stephenie Meyer. Is that too much to ask?
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