doors

There are always doors. Sometimes they all seem to close. I had a fantasy that I would go to the play writing workshop and find that I could become a  playwright. Maybe go get an MFA in Theater somewhere...but what I realized was that I don't know enough and that, like ever other sort of writing career, you have to be very competitive to succeed. Becoming a playwright is my middle aged version of becoming a ballerina in my teens.

So this experience clarified the fact that law school is a real viable track for me. It presents a challenge. It starts in the spring when I am feeling good. It will give me lots of structure. It will give me the credentials to work in a non-profit job that will foster my desire to cooperate not compete.

And it's the only door that's open at the minute. My son wants to go to law school too, and I have a fantasy that we can take the bar exam together. He could help me pass! so somehow I just have to get through this holiday season and Richard has to get through this job he's on and then we can start working on getting my office space together. Like doors, there are always hurdles.