Probably half the people I know want to be writers. It doesn't help that I want to be a writer too; I am sure this skews my perception of just who really wants to be a writer. But nonetheless, being a writer is a terribly common goal.
And, it doesn't help that it is actually a very difficult thing to do. I can't tell you the number of times I have started writing my great American novel. Or the number of times people have told me about their "nearly finished" (conceptually or otherwise) great American novel.
There was a time in my life where this was all I thought of. I dreamed about the characters in my book. I imagined my life as a successful writer with the perfect balance of solitary, discipline, and happiness.
However, I have since come to grips with the fact that I am just not the great American novel writing type, at least not now. Perhaps not ever. I have accepted the limitations of my situation, and my writing ability. I have accepted my humanity.
Listening to NPR interview two writers, women of color from different countries, it made me feel just a pang of jealousy to hear their struggles with discipline, and then the description of the wonderful feeling of success at a novel's completion. I want to feel like that! But another section of the interview made me take note: the NPR broadcaster asked if the women could see themselves in another profession. The first writer said she was virtually unemployable in any other field. Being a good writer, or perhaps a truly good anything, means being so dedicated to your craft, so specialized in your abilities, that you are fit for pretty much one vocation. As a girl who likes choices, I understand why I could not take the financially indefensible plunge of becoming a writer. I am suited for other professions, and I want to be. But hopefully, one day, I will be so in love and fulfilled by what I do, that I can't imagine myself doing anything else, and I will take that virtually indefensible stance of making myself very good in the field I love.