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Kindergarten Dreams

If there’s one question you need to have an answer to when you’re in kindergarten, it’s “What do you want to be when you grow up?” In fact, it’s practically impossible to make it out of grade school without being questioned about your future plans. So did we know early on that we wanted to be mystery writers, or did that come a little later? This week, the Chicks are talking about our early ambitions.

 Marla Cooper

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Here’s what I remember about kindergarten: we grew marigolds from seeds we planted in an egg carton, I always hid in the coat room when we played hide and go seek, and my favorite activity was arts and crafts. When asked what I wanted to be when I grew up, I would tell people I wanted to be a kindergarten teacher, because Mrs. Hurst was pretty and nice and I didn’t know of any other careers where I could continue to have access to construction paper. A little later, I went through a ballet phase, and when we were supposed to dress up for Career Day, I put on my turquoise leotard, pink tights and ballet slippers and declared that I was going to be a ballerina—a dream that was later dashed when certain, er, regions of my body became more prominent. (Ahem.) That must have been around the same time I decided to become a writer, because that year I asked for a typewriter for Christmas.


Cynthia Kuhn

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Truth is that I always wanted to be a writer, but, in kindergarten, I was also interested in the following vocational possibilities: (1) princess, in a kingdom full of pink and sparkly things, and (2) librarian, because when they checked out books, they used a cool metal stamper to inscribe due dates, and I desperately wanted to wield such a stamper someday. In fifth grade, part of that dream came true when I was cast as Marian the Librarian in our school production of The Music Man. Definitely stamped those prop books with far more gusto than was called for…


Vickie Fee

vickieWhen I was in kindergarten—or actually first grade, because I’m so old kindergarten wasn’t yet compulsory—I think I mostly aspired to be at the front of the line. I also liked playing with the water fountain, making the water go high and low. And I put a considerable amount of energy into staying awake during naptime. I don’t recall thinking much about my future career, but according to the School Years scrapbook that my mother put together, I wanted to be a teacher. That makes sense because I loved all my teachers in elementary school. Well, most of them anyway. I didn’t start seriously considering writing as a career until I was a sage and savvy fourth grader.


Kellye Garrett

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For someone who had a very overactive imagination as a kid—and as an adult, if I’m being honest—I never really wanted to be like a superhero or a superspy or supermodel as a kid. As I mentioned in my (Blatant Plug Alert!!) first Debut Diary on International Thriller Writers’ Thrill Begins site for aspiring and debut thriller writers, I’ve known I wanted to write novels since I was about 5-years-old, which was the same time I was in kindergarten/first grade. (Technically I was supposed to wait a year but my mom straight up shipped me off to school early!) And I’m nothing if not stubborn. The only reason my favorite color is still purple is because we moved into a new house when I was three. My mom wouldn’t let me have a purple room like I wanted because I “wouldn’t like that color” when I grew up. Like I said, stubborn!


Ellen Byron

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To be honest, I don’t remember what I wanted to be when I was in kindergarten. I do remember I wanted an elephant as a pet. I also remember I was obsessed with Peter Pan, and would go to sleep hoping Peter would wake me up and take me to Neverland with him—after I sewed his shadow on, of course.

If I wanted to be anything, I’m guessing it was a ballerina. I studied ballet until I was in third grade and the teacher, who’d danced with Ballet Russe, told my mother I had “great potential.” I’ll never forget those words. But unfortunately, I suffered from undiagnosed ADD as a kid and was so bored dancing that my mother pulled me out of the classes. My ballet teacher passed away, but as a teenager, I studied with his wife, who happened to be working in the county we’d moved to. I always wanted to go en pointe, and still regret I never did. True story: when I was fourteen, I auditioned for Paul Newman for a role in a movie, and told him this story. He told me his wife, Joanne Woodward, went en pointe at age 35. That inspired me—but I proved to be much lazier than the legendary actress.


Lisa Q. Mathews

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Oh, the Writer Plan was already in place by the time I was five, trust me on that. I wanted to write picture books—and illustrate them, too. I was actually a half-decent little artist way back then (I loved art and writing contests), but I sadly lost that skill by seventh grade. I was fascinated by the constellations (projected them on my bedroom ceiling with a flashlight and cards punched with pins) and science fair craft projects (styrofoam planets, anyone?) and briefly toyed with the idea of being an astronomer—until I found out that that career would require M-A-T-H. I also wanted to be in the FBI (in an HQ-bound, Nancy Drew capacity, not as an agent) but you had to be 5’6″ to qualify (never made it). And then there was that TV anchorwoman phase—all the way up until college, when I learned that actual on-scene reporting was a prerequisite. Remember,  I am the Scaredy Chick, so there went that plan, too. Hey, what could be safer than being a writer, really?


Readers, it’s your turn! What did you want to be when you grew up? 

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23 thoughts on “Kindergarten Dreams

  1. What a fun post!! I kind of flip-flopped between wanting to be a hermit (Plan A: live in a banyan tree, subsist on bananas and peanut butter) or a teacher. The problem with Plan A was getting to Africa with a lifetime supply of peanut butter, so I went with Plan B. But my teachers were way more interested in me becoming a writer and getting a PhD (a big deal for a kid in small town Catholic School). I was pretty skeptical about making a living as a writer, so I wrote on the side for the duration of my career, cranked out some scholarly books, and only got serious about publishing fiction in 2012. Thankfully, I have a lifetime of weird and wild experiences to inform my mysteries. And many inspirational people for that Dedication page. Probably won’t ever get to Africa . . . –kate

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  2. Ooh, Kate, there are some days becoming a hermit sounds appealing. I never knew they got to eat all the peanut butter they wanted — that might have been a game changer! We’re glad you became a mystery writer, btw 🙂

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  3. LOL, Lisa! I spent a lot of time making doll clothes myself. I read a book where a character knit for her dolls on pins with thread – and I even did that! I got one row on, and am impressed i accomplished that much. Knitting with pins is HARD.

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  4. Ellen, I was obsessed with Peter Pan in early elementary school as well.

    I have actually talked about wanting to be a writer from the time I was little. As an adult, I gave that up when I realized it took self-discipline, something I am seriously lacking.

    I think being a fireman was also in there so I could play with water and turn on the siren.

    Being an accountant never really crossed my mind until I was close to college. But honestly, I’m still trying to decide what I want to be when I grow up. (Unless it’s too late to qualify for Neverland, in which case I don’t have to grow up.)

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    • Mark, my dad was a fireman! Also, I used to babysit this little boy and when we walked around the neighborhood, he would absolutely light up when he saw one of the big red trucks cruising around. I can definitely see the appeal for a kid!

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      • Oh, Cindy, I’d love to see that, too! Do you at least remember your title?
        I wrote a play with a classmate in third grade titled “Sherlock Holmes and the Chocolate Factory” — kind of a Sherlock meets Willie Wonka! We performed it for the first graders, but I don’t have a copy of the script.

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  5. What imaginations we had. As a tot, I wanted to be a nun, no worries in personal life.
    After grade school, I wanted to be a nurse. That lasted partway through college, until the vision of the emergency room grossness hit.
    I went into the army, and while there decided to be an accountant.
    How I got from nun to accountant and wannabe writer is beyond me!

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