I'll start: When I was younger I admit that I had these grand dreams of being a bestselling author and the whole world reading what I wrote and yes even getting rich.
As time has passed my goals have altered. Not only to I not think myself capable of commercial success but I truly no longer even desire it. I write primarily now as an escape and an outlet. I also hope to impact peoples lives but desire no compensation in return.
Making enough drawing and writing to own a house without having to rely on some job I hate to live. Then if I somehow get rich or something, creating a system to find everyday people who go out of their way with meager funds to house and feed people. Then donating money to those people who actually help on that level, rather then dumping money into a charity that waste all of its money on publicity.
Self quoting is the key to sounding wise and all knowing.
To make the world a little more beautiful. Currently I'm writing a series of poems to encourage a friend of mine who's going through a rough time- someday I hope to bring smiles to strangers just when they need it.
I dream to be like the great authors whose works of literature I have read. Don't want success though. If it needs to be, I wouldn't mind living under a rock; but I must have books and pencils and paper!
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