Why I Write

There is something magic about words on a page. Though I’m not much of a cook, I liken words to the sizzle on the stove; the oil is warming and the garlic is starting to brown. There is just so much possibility at this stage; so many recipes and so much potential. Words have all of that promise as well- and I want to participate in that promise.

I can distinctly remember sitting in class in third grade when Mrs. Ball introduced the writing process: planning, drafting, revising, editing and sharing. It was as if there was confetti in the air. I can do that, I thought. In fourth grade I fell in love with reading: The Babysitters Club, Little House in the Big Woods, Anne of Green Gables; these girls were more than stories on a page, they were my friends. As a mother, I have anticipated the time when these friends of mine would be cherished by my daughters, and when my oldest revealed that she found Little House in the Big Woods a little boring, my heart broke a tad for that collection of words that had meant so much to me.

As a reader, I am the type to completely immerse into the world of the protagonist. If she is a circus performer, I want to be a circus performer. If she is a nurse, I am ready to apply for medical school. If she is a chef then you can find my in the kitchen learning to make a casuolette. I can’t number the times in childhood that I attempted to convince my mother that I had diabetes, because Stacey from the BSC had diabetes. We laugh about my constant diagnoses to this day. Reading curated my active imagination.

As a busy woman, and working mom, I treasure those minutes each day when I’m hanging out with words. Reading is my self-care preference #1. I read from my favorites: Jen Hatmaker, Shauna Niequiest, Francine Rivers, Emily Giffin, Lauren Weisberger; and from new loves, like Rachel Hollis and Rachel Held Evans. I devour young adult fiction in one sitting. I savor my monthly magazine subscriptions with a glass of crisp wine. Words are my gift.

As a teacher I find that there is nothing greater than one of the following sentences: “Can we read more?” “Don’t stop reading!” and my personal favorite, “I used to hate reading, but I love it now.” Man… I want to participate in that fully. I want to write.

I want to share in this making of magic. I’m learning how to craft the just-right words. I’m practicing the art of revision. I’m hoping to one day capture my reader’s hearts and minds . I write, because maybe someday a little girl will fall in love with a character I create. Perhaps someday a woman will turn the last page of a book I wrote, and go immediately to my website to see when she can get her hands on my newest release.

Yes, I write because of the magic.

2 thoughts on “Why I Write

  1. Michelle Simes

    I feel you on all of this! Reading was my passion – so much that I got my degree in writing/poetry. I’ve let my craft go dormant for too many years now. Excited to follow your journey – who knows, it might just relight my own “stove”!

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