I write because there are countless stories within me wanting to be told. I write because I think words are both beautiful and powerful. I write because fictional people can sometimes make just as much of an impact as real people. I write because the adventurous spirit within me is free to fly when I’m weaving tales. I write because I’m a dreamer. I write because I love to explore new worlds. I write because my Muse tells me to. I write because I enjoy creating chaotic mishaps. I write because it allows my imagination to soar. I write because it gives me the chance to befriend elves, ride dragons, dance with fairies, explore fantastical lands, meet heroes, and go on adventures. I write because there are people, fictional though they may be, that beg to have their story told. I write because God meant creativity for all of us. I write because writing was ingrained into my heart. I write because if I didn’t, I’d feel as though a piece of my heart was missing. I write because I love to. I write because I have to.