Help Wanted: Dream Catcher & Literary Midwife

by Carol Hess on January 12, 2012

I bet you didn’t know that tomorrow is “Make Your Dream Come True Day.”  No, I’m not kidding.  I couldn’t make this stuff up if I wanted to.

So, in honor of “Make Your Dream Come True Day,” I am letting you in on one of my favorite dreams.  It hasn’t quite come true yet, but I’m still going to tell you about it, because you’re going to help my dream come true.

Are you ready?

Drumroll, please.

Take a gander over there to the right.  Do you see where it says The Fat Lady Sings?  Down there, right under the social media icons?  That’s it!  That’s my dream!  My very first book!  Woo hoo!

I’m going to need your help catching this dream and making it come true.  You may think writing a book is a solitary process, but it isn’t.  It turns out it takes a village.  And, since you’re my village, I’m turning to you for help.

I’m asking you to be a literary midwife to The Fat Lady Sings.  I would love to bounce ideas off you, get your opinion on things, maybe even share bits and pieces of the book to get your feedback.  If you are interested in helping out, then please sign up over there to the right.

Thank you.

Okay, I’ve shown you my dream.  Now it’s time for you to show me yours.  What’s your dream and how can I help?  How can the Star Polisher community help?

C’mon.  Don’t be shy.  This is dream catching at its finest.  And the perfect way to celebrate “Make Your Dream Come True Day.”

P.S.  I know it isn’t always easy to catch your dreams.  I’m working on something to help you with that.  In the meantime, here are two things to remember.  First, you have permission to dream big.  Don’t get all modest and self-effacing about it.  Second, the Universe is dreaming for you far bigger dreams than you can dream for yourself.  I’m just sayin’. . . .



by Carol Hess


Categories Dream Catching, Fat Lady Sings Book, The Art of Star Polishing

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avatar San D January 13, 2012 at 1:13 am

This reminds me of a “First Night” I went to many years ago. To remind you of what a First Night is, it’s usually held by a community on New Year’s Eve. At this event, there was a booth and a bunch of postcards. You wrote your dreams or resolutions on the postcard and addressed it to yourself, and then whoever was running the booth held the cards and sent them out one year later. It only took me 7 years to achieve what was on my postcard, but at least it WAS achievable! My dream was to start a puppetry program in the school where I was teaching at the time. Odd dream, I know. But it happened, and I was able to teach puppetry the last 6 years of my teaching career. I have been very lucky, all of the tangible dreams I have had, have come true. I certainly can dream about being thinner and taller, but alas, the chances of getting taller and thinner won’t be happening anytime soon.


avatar Carol Hess January 14, 2012 at 2:30 pm

What a very cool idea — the postcards with dreams. I’m stealing it! Thanks for sharing it, San D. You are obviously an A+ dreamer if all your tangible dreams have come true. That’s really an amazing accomplishment. What’s your secret to making them happen? Inquiring minds want to know!


avatar San D January 17, 2012 at 3:01 pm

My dream secrets are similar to the “think theory” in The Music Man. In other words if you think it, it will come true. I think of life like a large billiard table, and if I strike one ball, it hits another, and another, and before you know it, one of the balls goes in the side pocket. I look for opportunities all around that will, maybe 10 balls out, make the dream come true. One dream was to live in a particular town (which is kinda expensive) in New Jersey and build our own home. While living somewhere else, I would always peruse the newspaper, looking for homes for sale, which of course I could never afford. But, shock of shocks, a rambled down house was for sale, within our budget. It had no windows, doors, etc. We lived in it for 10 years, fixed up everything from the roof to the pipes, and electrical wiring, saving money on the side in the meantime. Then we wanted to add onto the house. We couldn’t because of building codes, and we would be “forced” to tear it down and build another. The catch? (and there were mutliples) I had just survived cancer, was bald, and sickly looking and had to convince a bank to loan us the money to do it. 12 banks later, I found another cancer surviver bank loan specialist who trusted that my husband and I could general contract our own home. He did not survive our building the home, but I did. We had prepared a binder with our 36 week schedule, and eventually built the home in 39 weeks. My point? All the balls lined up, from the ramshackled broken down house, to cancer, to house. I never doubted that the dream would come true. I have traveled to Europe over 15 times (a dream), been to the Galapagos Islands (another dream), been married to the same lovely man for 40 years (another dream), and taught for 35 years (another dream). All while balancing, juggling, and rolling those pesky balls.


avatar Carol Hess January 18, 2012 at 10:32 am

You, my friend, are a Master Dream Catcher and Billiard Ball Balancer/Juggler/Roller! San D, thanks so much for sharing your dream story. It reflects the combination of envisioning and earth plane footwork that is what makes dreams come true. You’re inspiring all of us to really go for what we want.


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