Why do I write?
I write because through my writing, I can become anyone or anything. I can go anywhere I wish to go. Writing sends me to worlds unknown. If I write about space, I’m there. If I should write about a castle in Ireland, I’m there. I can time travel too. I can meet Shakespeare. Shake hands with my favorite writer, Edgar Allen Poe. I can even be at the cross watching Jesus die for my sins. And you say that anyone who reads can do all of this. Ah, but when I write the story, I can choose where, when, how, who, and what. The story is mine to tell. I don’t have to dream about unknown places and planets, I can live them. So that is why I write. There are so many places to visit in my worlds. I can’t wait to reach them all. And I’d love to take some Twinkies along with me. A girl gets hungry, you know. (^_^)