Why I write

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Why do I write?

Perhaps for the same reason as many. To share the stories flooding my mind with the world. To be heard. To be seen. To touch the readers.

Perhaps for the love I have over the English language, and my appreciation for the ever-growing reservoir that is language. Perhaps my desire to learn and engage with literature of almost any form, while diving into stories encompassing the world's diversity and cultural history. Perhaps even to engage with languages other than my own.

The truth is, I write for all of these and more. I write for me, and I write for to share the voices that often go unheard. I write to delve into stories that are representative of and connect with a wider range of readers. Those that connect with communities and groups often underrepresented and unrepresented in storytelling.

I am all for the familiar and known tropes, comfort storylines, and put of the box ideas. I also love the opportunity to be a part of something that helps build a community. Creating a story in which people can see themselves in the characters, travel to the world formed within the very words, live amongst the scenery . . . To help foster a love of reading for a new generation of children . . .

It is a blessing.

My mind is full of ideas at any time, all vying for a chance to shine–and while not all will make it to fruition, many could change the course of someone's life. Even if only in the smallest of ways.

Why wouldn't I want to be apart of such a beautiful journey?

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