Ramblings on publisher of my dreams

Yesterday Jordan Summer posted the question about who are our dream publishers on her blog, and I laughed and posted something saying there wasn't a publisher willing to take on my stories. I mean, c'mon... Dream publisher? What's that? Yet as I read the answers to her post, I realized all aspiring writers (and many epublished one) dream about having their works published by one of the big NY publishers (Pocket, NAL, Avon, Harlequin, etc.). Therefore, they spend their time studying their target publisher, and then aim all their energies and efforts into writing according to their guidelines. Me? I don't have a dream publisher, it's something that never crossed my mind when I started studying the craft of writing a year ago. Sure, I'd like to see my works published someday. It'd be nice to see one of my pen names in cover, right? I mean, that's the idea of becoming a writer, no? But I never thought I'd have to start thinking more in terms of publishers and what they want out my writing. Am I such an oddity? Or am I too stupid to recognize the rules of the game? Yeah, I agree, I'm the latter - stupid. Here, see? I write because I like it, when the story bouncing in my head intrigues me, or makes me laugh. I've never written anything thinking with a specific publisher in mind. Although... come to think about it, that's not entirely true. As I looked at the list of contests in my blog, I recognized that I'm doing exactly that - writing something target to a publisher, regardless of how small it is. Hmm... No wonder I'm having such a hell of time trying to come up with ideas and writing. The idea of gearing my writing towards a specific publisher sucks the fun out of writing big time.