My Love Affair with Writing

I’m nearly 40 (which: AHHHHH lol), and I’ve had a life-long love affair with writing. And it’s not just writing, really, it’s story in general. I love story. Getting lost in it, writing my own, admiring ones created by others. Books, movies, TV, podcasts, fanfiction, there are so many vessels for story, and I enjoy so many of them. I love the way story sparks my imagination and how it can be an escape from real life when I need it most. 

For me, story is a safe haven, a trusted, loyal friend, my closest confidant.

I remember once I was old enough to write, being pen pals with my gram (who only lived about half an hour away lol) and writing her letters and coveting the ones she wrote and sent me in return. (Also: yay for fun mail, which decreases once you’re an adult.) Our pen palship is something that carried on for years, even through my adulthood, and until she became too ill for our exchanges before passing away. 

I was a voracious reader as a child, too. In middle school, we had Sustained Silent Reading each day, and I was a total bibliophile nerd who was in the school library nearly every week to pick out a new book. Back then, I was obsessed with R.L. Stine, and I remember sobbing my little eyes out over Where the Red Fern Grows. 

I’ve been a fangirl for most of my life as well, starting with a deep-seated love for Christopher Reeve’s Superman and Leonoardo from Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Then as the years went on, I fell in love with so many other stories along the way: Buffy the Vampire Slayer (the TV show, and Buffy/Angel for life!), Smallville, Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, the Marvel Movies, Big Little Lies, Game of Thrones, The Walking Dead…and far too many others to name. 

Story sparks something inside of me, something joyful and part of the very makeup of me as a soul. 

I explore story through various modes of writing: book writing, screenwriting, fanfiction, and now…hopefully lol…through this blog. The need to express myself through writing is just that, a need. The happiness and fulfillment I experience allowing my imagination to run free and weave new stories and develop new characters to obsess over…I honestly am so very grateful for it. 

I hope that one day I write a story that sparks something in others – joy, sorrow (sorry not sorry), a desire for more, inspiration to weave their own stories, connection, laughter, and all the feels that I know story evokes in me on the daily. But for now, I shall enjoy writing just because, and have loads of fun getting lost in story whenever my sweet baby soul needs it.