I want to start this post by professing my love for the poem Road Not Taken by Robert Frost. The rhyming lines sing my life.
The path I took toward a writing career was a long and winding one. If asked would I have changed anything along the way, I would say no. Well, maybe dropping that History class in time, but that's neither here nor there.
As many of you might know from my About Me page, I was on track to being a doctor. I think upon conception my parents already wanted me to become a doctor. I certainly grew up with that in mind. Of course, parents want what's best for their kids. Who wouldn't want a doctor for a daughter? It's a stable career.
This did not happen for several reasons.
First, I was content with having to memorize information. Hence my grades were deplorable. I hated waiting at the end of term to find out if I passed or not.
Second, I discovered that every time I read about a symptom, I automatically thought I had that decease. At one point, I was totally convinced I had appendicitis. Hilarious now, but not funny then.
Third, I hate hospitals. Being in them gives me the willies. An occupational hazard since as a doctor I would have to call a hospital home. *sigh*
Thank goodness I shifted to Literature. But even then, I didn't think I was going to be a writer. I thought I was going to be a teacher. Which is what happened for several years.
I can pin point the exact moment I decided to pursue a writing career. It was August of 2010. I was working a dead end job for a deadbeat employer and a psychotic supervisor. Well, who hasn't experience that? I wasn't happy and I knew I wasn't doing what I loved.
I quit my job then and there. Something I don't advocate. As they say, if you want to be a writer, don't quit your day job. But you know what? No matter how difficult it got—touch and go for a while—I was happy because I was doing what I was supposed to be doing.
Everyday I wake up excited instead of annoyed. I accept the opportunities that come my way. I celebrate all the possibilities. That's what happens when you're doing what you love.
If I hadn't shifted to Literature, I would be a doctor today. I know this. But would I be happy? Not at all. I wouldn’t have one book out and six more to follow. And I wouldn't be living my best life.
So, to quote Frost...
I shall be telling this with a sigh,
Somewhere ages and ages hence,
Two roads diverge in a wood and I—
I took the one less travelled by,
And that has made all the difference.