Seems like the “this is what I want out of my career” posts are popular lately. Truth is, I want to be a published author. Big shock, yeah? I know. Pick your jaw up off of the floor, please. Your spit is leaking on the carpet.

That’s not all I want to do, though. My big goal is to become an editor for a publishing house. I want to get paid for making people’s work better and showing them how to improve their writing. But I don’t want to teach. Seriously. Teaching looks awful. Freelancing is okay, but it doesn’t pay the bills.

I love knowing that a writer can come to me at any point and ask me to work with them to improve their baby, the work of art only they could bring into this world.

I love taking a manuscript and being able to make little notes here and there, praising the author’s word choice or imagery.

I love knowing that those who come to me for a true run-through of their manuscript understand that I will not praise what needs work, but I will never tell them it’s bad. It’s never bad. It’s never hopeless. I can help you fix it. It’s what I’m here for.

My hope is simply to get paid consistently for doing this. I love what I do and I want to be able to afford to keep doing it. I’ve got a bit to go, about a year, left in my degree program, but hopefully I can snag a job someday.  Retail and customer service aren’t my forever-job. Ideally? I want to be traveling the world and editing and writing and just being a rootless wanderer. ❤ I’m broke, though.

What are your hopes and aspirations? Don’t be humble! What do you want out of your career? What would you do if you could do anything?