"Dad, I don't care about money"
When I was about twelve, I remember having a conversation with my Dad about What I Was Going To Do With My Life. I said, "I'm going to be a writer." After he stopped laughing, he said, "Okay, now be serious. What are you going to do with your life?" He explained that only the most skilled of writers could actually make a living at it, and since I couldn't even spell (still true), obviously, that did not include me. So, if I wanted to make any money, I needed to be "realistic" and pick a more lucrative career. I then retorted, alone with every aspiring artist everywhere and everywhen, "Dad, I don't care about money. I just want to be happy!" :D A lot has changed since then. Dad has come around to my point of view. He decided that after a life-time of towing the line, he only wanted to be happy, so he changed gender and is now a woman, and also finally published his secret fantasy novel . Oh, the irony. But meanwhile, ...