Prologue
In the 90's I learned of heartbreak. Sure, you can say it was young love, and it was, but to a girl who had fallen in love for the first time it still hurt. Everything in life is relative. The hole that whittled itself through my heart from that anguish was relative to the person I was at that point in time. Without that agony, and without the drama of our home life, I don't know if I ever would have discovered my passion.
The Writer's Page is my sanctuary. A place where I can share all the work I have been fortunate to create. A place to come back to when the triumphs and tribulations of life continue to pursue. Writing connects me to the soul. It doesn't matter if I am writing poetry, shorts, or full manuscripts. I feel a connection to the character or emotion that is the center of my tale. There is an unrelenting desire within me to translate every ounce of feeling onto the page before me. I can feel my heart's excitement with every stroke of the key. I can feel the blood pulsing through me in angst as the end of a story nears. Writing is a part of me, psychologically and physiologically, it is who I am.
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