Lately, the question “why do I write?” has been buzzing in my head. I could talk in circles and be very artsy but it all comes down to a love of books.
The invoking of emotions, imagery, and yes, romance has been my own private love affair since I first picked up Dr. Seuss’ Green Eggs & Ham when I was young.
As an only child, it was my chance to battle dragons, chatter with siblings, herald kings and queens, and soar through the clouds. It was a means to escape reality without the worry of repercussions.
There were so many books that have impacted and shaped who I have become. The fairy tales, the horror stories, the romances, the tear jerkers, and the mysteries.
Of course, I haven’t stopped reading. The difference is now I call it research.
God, I love being a writer.