Writing is my happy place. Writing brings me joy. Writing allows me to unleash my imagination and my innermost thoughts. Writing also serves as therapy. A way to reflect on my past trauma and heartache. A way to evolve spiritually and move past old narratives. A way to relate and connect with all of you.
If I had it my way, I would write every day. Every minute. Every instant. I would make a living off of my words again.
Since I am a Manifestation Queen and go-getter, that is exactly what I am doing. Only this time around, I am doing it my way.
This time I am penning the stories that stir my heart and creativity instead of what the editorial and publishing industry deems fit. Stories I cannot type fast enough because they pour out of me like a stream of water from a tipped jar. Stories that feature Latinx characters that I feel, see, and hear in my mind.
This time I believe in myself with an unrelenting and unwavering certainty. This time I am asking for what I desire without shame or guilt.
Things are changing. I am changing. I have changed. I know that you, dear reader, know this also because you have supported me along the way.