What did you want to be when you were young? I wanted to work as a doctor for Doctors without Borders. I loved the idea that I could help people while living in a new country; learning the language and the culture.
That dream didn’t happen and for a long time I was upset with myself and the world. However, I soon realized that like anything else, dreams change and evolve continuously. I started writing: articles, poems and even songs. My mind was always so cluttered and writing helped me sift through all my thoughts. Before I knew it, I started my first blog and I was writing every day.
I began writing manuscripts and short stories. I began collecting my thoughts in hopes that one day I will be a published writer and have the opportunity to share my work with the whole world. I was told that the only way to get better at writing is to write every day. I interpreted that as: the only way to get better at writing is to obtain a Masters in English Literature. And for a while I tried getting into the English faculties of various Ivy League universities. I got rejection letter after rejection letter and for a moment I began believing that I was a terrible writer.
Luckily, I have some amazing friends; one of which reminded me that you don’t need a qualification to be a brilliant writer. I took her advice and began writing for small publications to sharpen my skill. And something amazing happened.
One of my stories got published on a platform that reaches thousands of users. If you want to be one of the thousands, download the book here (yes, it’s an entire book that features women from all over the African continent).
So dare to dream, and don’t be afraid when your dream changes and evolves into something more than you expected.