The Works of Autumn Cox

Have you ever had a dream, that you, that you…

We all know that kid, right? if you don’t, looking up the above line will help you find him. He’s trying desperately to articulate something I think we’ve all struggled with, which is the idea of having a big dream, that you really want to reach/achieve, but also not knowing entirely how to do it, and being excited when you realize you just *MIGHT* be able to get there.

So many of us get stuck in the “I have a dream” phase of the dream achievement, and think “this is the best I’ll do. the furthest I’ll probably ever get.” and we let ourselves write off those dreams as exactly that – dreams. fantasies, not to be achieved, but simply to strive for. “Reach for the moon, and you’ll at least land among the stars.”

I have a dream, of becoming successful enough with my writing that it *becomes* my job. I thought for a long time that if writing became my full-time work, that it would lose it’s luster, but the more I do it, the more I want it to be EVERYTHING I do. I have so many stories in my mind, desperately fighting for purchase among the words I plaster on the page, and just not enough time in my day to work on all of them, let alone one at a time.

I have a dream of creating a podcast, telling people about the plays that have been written throughout history, dissecting them into their base parts and explaining their meaning and importance, not just among those who experienced them upon their debut, but also to those of us who have come since, and how while we may not KNOW the play itself, how it’s telling has impacted the world we now call home.

To call back to a previous post, I know these things are probably ambitious, and beyond attaining, but I won’t know until I try, and in our current climate, I need something to give me hope.