Why I Write

It sounds so cliche but I write the things I cannot say, the emotions I dare not speak out loud because I know they’re just too raw when they emerge unfiltered. So I write them out through the eyes of my characters, where I feel the safest to voice out my feelings. It’s through them where I feel more honest even when it doesn’t seem like it.

But it is.

It’s my truth the best way I can relate it – my dreams, my hopes, and my thoughts. My sadness, most of all, and sometimes, my regrets. But through it all, it’s where I find joy in being able to speak where I don’t feel I can do so without compromising the things I know and love in real life.

Maybe that’s why others write, too… I don’t know. I just know the how’s and the why’s of why I write, and most days, that’s enough.

Published by Liz

Romance me writes stories with happy endings while my naughty pen writes the naughty ones. I also accidentally step on Legos daily while balancing my cup of tea and biscuits.

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