While I may not be making full-time living from my writing (yet), I’ve always known that writing was something I wanted to do. I knew, even as a kid (okay, maybe as an older teen) that getting published and writing as a full-time job wasn’t as easy as just spinning a few great yarns. A few years into actually being self-published, I realize it’s even harder than I’d thought—but it’s still worth it, and still something I plan to pursue for the rest of my life.
I have always had many varied interests in addition to writing, and so picking one thing to do as a “career” seemed kind of confining. For many years after I graduated college and had various jobs that didn’t relate at all to my English degree, I seriously contemplated a life and career path(s) other than that of writer. Right now my “job” is a vintage re-sale business, via Etsy and other venues.
So why did I pick “writer” anyway and decide to pursue that instead of some other viable career that might actually be somewhat stable and make me money?
I don’t often participate in blog tags, but since this particular post by one of my favorite bloggers was about travel, I decided to join up. So here are the questions, and my answers, all about what a jaded world traveler I may or may not be:
Which countries have you visited so far?
Assuming this does not include airports (therefore I cannot put Germany on this list), then I have visited England, Norway, Iceland, and Costa Rica. And West Virginia, which some in my part of the USA might consider to be a foreign country, but that’s a different topic.
A lovely little stream in the woods in southern Norway. It looks a lot like West Virginia, actually.
Which destination is at the top of your bucket list? In other words: where do you REALLY want to go some day?
I have a long travel wish list! But some of top ones are Finland, Ireland, Faroe Islands, and Canada.
What is your most ideal vacation (beach, shopping trip, cultural holidays, etc)? Continue reading
It’s been a while since I’ve written a travel post, because it’s been a while (far too long) since I’ve been on a trip. But last week I finally went on another adventure to a new land – and this time, I actually stayed in my own country.
The farthest west I’d ever been before was Kentucky (I’m east coast born and bred, in case you didn’t know). Last week I ventured all the way to northern Idaho.
Evergreens, mountains, a mirror lake, and snow – what’s not to love?
Before the trip, when I told friends where I was going, Continue reading