Patricia Johns: Wildest Dreams

When I was an English major at University of Toronto, I used to dream of becoming a writer. No, not just a writer, because I already wrote. But an author.



That was the life I dreamed of! Writing books, having editors, an agent... I used to imagine what it would look like. In my mind's eye, I dressed impeccably, spent a lot of time in coffee shops or standing on city street corners while I chatted on my phone with my agent, or bashfully acknowledging that I was indeed Patricia Johns to a fan who might recognize me.

Every once in a while, I have to stop and acknowledge that I've achieved my dream--it just looks different than I thought.

There are a lot fewer coffee shops in my days, and no one recognizes me on the street. I do have an agent who is absolutely excellent, but she's not a personal friend, no matter how fun that might be. And while I do try to dress decently, the clothes in my imagination were incredibly expensive... and in my twenty-year-old dreams, I hadn't actually taken aging and childbirth into account for my figure.

But I'm here! I'm a full-time author who makes a living wage off her writing. That's huge. Not everyone can manage that, and I don't take it for granted for a single minute. Although, sometimes I forget that this, right here, is what I dreamed of once upon a time. It just looks different than I had imagined.



If you think about it, all the things we currently enjoy were things we once dreamed of. Marriage, kids, a house, a mortgage, your own apartment, grown-up responsibility, some peace and quiet... All of it.  There was a time when this, right here, was what we dreamed of. It just looks different once you get here. But still... I think we should acknowledge that we did it, don't you?

So here's to us! To our dreams. And to the fact that the things we currently dream about as we lay in bed, imagining our best life--those are still possible! We got here, didn't we?

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Forced to work with the woman who left his brother at the altar five years ago, police chief Chance Morgan must also face his own guilt. Sadie Jenkins’s return to town stirs feelings he thought he’d buried along with his soldier brother, who died overseas. Almost kissing Sadie the night before her wedding was a mistake—one he won’t make again. For Sadie, planning a remembrance ceremony for the town’s military men will help build her event-planning business. But working with Chance is bringing up all the emotions she once ran from. Is she ready to finally take that leap into the future…with him?



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Comments

  1. Those wild dreams are what keep us going through ‘thick and thin’ aren’t they, Patricia? And sometimes we need a dash of perseverance added too, to get us through rejection dejection! Congratulations on “The Lawman’s Runaway Bride” and especially, on achieving your wildest dream!

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    1. Thanks, Janice! :) The perseverance is an absolute necessity!

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  2. An absolute excellent reminder, Patricia! A dream doesn't need to be glamorous for it to be true. Best!

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    1. Thanks! :) I tend to forget to celebrate things, and I'm trying to remind myself that there's a lot worth celebrating!

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  3. I'm grateful every day for this life--and you're right, it is the dream come true, even if the trappings aren't an exact match. In some ways, better, I think. The other day in supermarket, Carly Simon's "Anticipation" was filtering through the store. It has the line, "Stay right here, 'cuz these are the old days." It made me think of this whole issue of the trip to fulfilling dreams. And I had that sense of gratitude about enjoying my life right now. Thanks for the lovely post!

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    1. What a great moment! I really like that line. You're right--one day we'll look back on these days as the good old days. :)

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  4. Nice post, Patricia, and a great reminder to appreciate what we have and where we are. Lawman sounds intriguing, too.

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  5. Great post, Patricia! I often think about how every job (even the dream ones) have "unexpected" aspects, both good and bad, and small and large. Today I'm grateful for one those small things - the roads are iced over where I live and I don't have to drive to work. (Now, if I can only manage to avoid a million distractions that come with working at home and write a couple thousand words:)

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    1. There are definitely hidden sides to jobs that we don't anticipate! Good luck getting your words in! :)

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  6. Wonderful post, Patricia! Life is so much different than dreams, but in some ways, we are living our dreams. I think it's good to remind ourselves of that. Thanks for the post!

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    1. Thanks, LeAnne! :) It's never quite the same as how we dreamed it, but it's still good. :)

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  7. You're so right. My life is a fulfillment of dreams, family, home, experiences. I've always been an avid reader, but I was in my forties before I gained the confidence to even dream I could be a writer. What's next? I read somewhere that having something to look forward to is one key to happiness.

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    1. I like having something to look forward to, too. I also like having something wonderful to imagine when I'm going to sleep at night. :)

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  8. A great post. You're right, too--everything looks different when we get there.

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    1. It does, doesn't it? But we still arrived! :)

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  9. Love the post, because it describes so many writers I know. The thing many people don't realize is that writing is a job. It's work. Some think anyone can do it. ...until they try.

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    1. Thanks, Roz! :) It is a job, that's for sure. I didn't realize that years ago.

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  10. Patricia, I'm living my dream and yes, it does look different that I imagine, but I still love it! Great post!

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  11. Wow. Your words are just what I need right now. I've been so busy feeling down because my writing career isn't going the way I had planned that I forgot to just be grateful for what I've accomplished so far. It's okay to still have big dreams to shoot for, but I need to sit back once in a while and just look at how far I've come so far. Great post Patricia.

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