My Top 10 Bucket List Items
2. This is one is going to sound so superficial, and please forgive me ahead of time, but I would like to have one of my books become a New York Times Bestseller. That's a huge honor for a writer to have. It's more than money, in my opinion, it's the fact that your work is touching the lives of others in such a mass quantity that it is listed. Plus, it's almost a status symbol for an author, a moment showing they've finally arrived in the literary world
4. This one goes back to my traveling wishes, but I'd love to be able to Go to the airport and take the next available flight to anywhere. Wouldn't it be cool to walk up to a ticket agent and ask, "What the next flight leaving out of here?" The awkward look on their face as they ask you to specify and you almost have to argue that you don't have a set destination, you're simply allowing fate to guide you. That sounds like fun to me!
6. As an uber Harry Potter fan, I would want to see all the sights of Harry Potter. This includes filming locations, theme parks, pretty much anything and everything that is of the Harry Potter world. Wouldn't it be amazing to feel the magic (and yes, I realize that magic isn't real) in the air. Those places hold the dreams of many, of all those who shared in the world of Harry Potter.
8. Again, my romantic nature at heart here...or maybe my kinky side...who knows, but I'd love to make love somewhere I know I shouldn't. We authors often put our characters in these situations, sex on a train, in a dark alley, in public where pretty much everyone can see but somehow don't. Wouldn't it be wild to live out one of those moments?!
10. And last but not least, I would love to reconnect with past teachers. If there's one thing I've learned over the past few years, it's that many of my teachers have helped mold me into who I am today. I would thank Mr. Allen, my 5th Grade teacher, for pushing me even when I thought I couldn't do it. Or Mrs. Pruitt, my 7th Grade teacher, for giving me the courage to find my words. Then there would be Mrs. Whitley, my 11th Grade teacher, who taught me that it's okay to be different, and to express my differences with pride. The list goes on, but I would love to thank them all.
Until next time...