The first time I dyed my hair I smiled as I never have–mystified as to how gorgeous I looked as a red head! But it’s always the waiting for the change which is what gets on everyone’s nerves.

One of the elemental things in this life is change. Writing, I believe, powers the change imperceptible. It forces you to reckon internally–whether as writer or reader–with what the world has offered you, and how it has allowed you to bloom or shrink.

I believe in the exploration of yourself, bringing that boldness to the page, you allow the world to peek in your head. Examine your heart, agree with your motives and morals (or lack thereof!), hoping something shared reminds the reader of their own strength, power, and ability for better.

Writers are change agents–whether we want to admit it or not.