Ah, I needed this! In everyone’s eyes I’m successful (former Hollywood agent, turned pilates trainer, turned internet startup exec) , and I am proud of my accomplishments, but I still haven’t found my “thing”. I started panicking a bit this year (turning 35 next year and for some reason that to me sounds like an age you should’ve Done Something Big by). Then I decided to just start writing again. And I feel newly engaged and like I’m finally admitting my passion to myself. It’s reassuring to hear that someone as successful as a writer as you didn’t start at 8 and has been working at it for years. You just followed what you liked and adapted to the evolutions. Thanks for sharing.