Welcome. I have begun this blog as an honest response to Bruce Wilkinson's The Dream Giver. After completing the parable of the tale of Ordinary, Bruce asks you to remember what you always wanted to become when you dreamed as a child. For me, the plan from about the age of 7 was to become a writer. The earliest memory is enjoying a mildly sick day at home from second grade in Gainesville, Florida and sitting with a typewriter with plans to write a story remarkably similar to my favorite movie at the time (Star Wars). I had no concept of plagiarism. I went to college with the plan to become a writer/English professor more or less intact but then changed direction and went to medical school. I think I was one of two people in my medical school class with an undergraduate degree in English. I enjoy practicing medicine and do not regret the path I've taken. In fact, without the years of work, training and the thousands of people I have met I doubt I'd have much to say- these experiences have made me who I am and have given me privileged views into many people's lives, thoughts and emotions.
As a freshman English major at Vanderbilt University I went to hear Kurt Vonnegut speak one night. He asked us to raise our hands if we wanted to be writers. Many of us proudly lifted our hands. He then thanked us and told us that we had nothing to write about at our age- he said he would be more interested in what the fifty year old janitor had to say. He urged us to go do something other than writing, gather experiences, live life and then at some point in the distant future (greater than twenty years for me) begin to write.
