Generally speaking, writers write because we have words in our head. Some have a specific message they want to get out to a specific audience. Some have an interesting story to tell. For as long as I can remember, I have had words in my head. I was what you would call a daydreamer. I would take a child's "what if" and turn it into a running dialogue in my head that would last for days or even weeks. In elementary school I began to write the daydreams down. I paid attention in English and Literature classes. When we were instructed to read certain books and told to write essays on them I was one of the few people who enjoyed it. I loved Red Badge of Courage, the Scarlet Letter, and Huckleberry Finn, to name a few. As I got older I read the classics. It took me a year to read through Les Miserable and then Moby Dick, the first I loved, the latter not so much.
I can't remember when I started telling myself stories to fall asleep, however, that's how the writing in my adult years began. The "daydream" turned into a real dream that I continued for several nights. I thought it was interesting so I began writing down my dreams.
My life changed, my faith evolved and my thoughts and dreams began having a theme, a message, something worthy of sharing. My thoughts now evolve around past experiences, good and bad and my believes and hopes for the future. The "what ifs" have meaning now and I try a little harder to share my faith and hopefully encourage others to ask "what if?"
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