A Writer's Inescapable Choice

What I want to do and what I wanted to do, those two held very different meanings for me. What I wanted to do was something very concrete and real, it was something to me at the moment reachable and achievable, to me it felt like something I had to do. What I want to do on the other hand felt unstable and dreamlike, like a puff of cloud ready to fade at any moment and felt like it was something I was meant to give up.

 

“You and your siblings will make fine heirs to your parents business.” She says with a proud smile.

“Thank you. We will work hard.” I answer.

“Your brother will own Milley’s Mart, you will own Carnia’s Pastry Shop, and the little one will head the Willie’s Auto.” He says decidedly.

“Seems so.” I answer.

What I wanted to do was to answer to those expectations and make everyone proud. I wanted to make a name in my family because I wanted to be recognized, and I wanted to show how grateful I was to my parents. But most of all it seemed achievable and a clear set path for us siblings. I wanted to have a future. What I wanted to do was to have a clear future.

 

“I like it. I await your name in book covers.” My classmate convincingly jokes.

I laugh but say nothing.

“Do anything you want.” My parents say.

I smile then go to my room and stare at the walls.

What I want is to be a writer, to be able to set my soul in a world where people can imagine but cannot touch. To make the world of impossible feel real for everyone who witnesses the printed ink upon paper, but most of all for me just because I love it and it makes me, the writer feel real. I want a dream. What I want is subjective for everyone.

 

“Do anything you want.” My parents say.

But everyone else has expectations! I want you to be proud of me! For people to say that I take after you!

“I like it. I await your name in book covers.” My classmate convincingly jokes.

I like it too. My name in book covers. It’ll be a… dream.

“I've become ill and the recession seems to have left a lot of arguments among the largest stockholders. Help our family sister.” My world was shattered. I had embraced what I had to do. I gave up what I want to do.

 

What I want to do and what I wanted to do. To some people it feels easy. To other people it seems like the easiest choice especially when you have money. But it’s really not. Sometimes it’s like a choice of life and death, most times it’s a choice of who you are and who you’ll be, and those choices are the most significant in a life, to most people. What I wanted to do was to become their image of perfect, to me it was achievable, but now, it feels the most unreachable. What I want to do was destroy perfection and to create beauty from imperfection, and now, to me it feels closest to bliss.

Author's Note

Reviews and comments are very much welcome. Thank you.

Reviews

[~*~Peace Keeper~*~]

I like it, I can see this becoming a good story line...depending how it is written of course. In my head I picture it as a good anime movie, though that is because I love the art work in some anime movies XD I'm a little interested in this, probably because I can relate to the main character in some ways. It wouldn't hurt to try going more in depth and make a full story out of it, but it is up to you. This sounds to me to be like an introduction to help catch the reader and then go into the story more of what happened and what the character does, if they still try chasing down their dream or just give up and do what others expect of them. It may not be the most exciting story that you can write but it could be good practice, lol well I guess that is enough talking for me.

Good Job

[Kagami2110]

Thank you. I will surely put some thought about your recommendations :)

[~*~Peace Keeper~*~]

lol You're welcome

[Rasi Rana]

A very effective plot to start with) I liked it) want to read more.....))

PS: You know I can't say more ;)

[Kagami2110]

Thank you :)