A world where everyone has the opportunity to do what they love everyday would be ideal. However, if we all got exactly what we wanted, would we really know that that was what we wanted? Without antithesis, most of life has no meaning. After-all, cruelty only makes it easier to recognize compassion; a writer taught me that.
Writers have taught philosophy and religion and science; they have convinced hundreds to vote for one politician or another, marked many marriages with a special song, and taught that any kid with underpants can be a superhero, or rather, that anyone can be super. I truly believe that Literature traverses the spider-web of human connection and provides understanding for everyone. We, as humans, write for clarity, for history, for change in our world, and for ourselves—to be remembered.
That is what I love the most; to write and to share what I write with anyone willing to listen. Already, I’ve set this dream in motion; I’ve studied, I’ve had two writing internships, and now I’m heading to college to learn from some incredible experts in the English language and the manipulation of it. As a young writer, I am constantly humbled by others more skilled at this craft, as well as constantly motivated to never stop writing and working towards the words that may one day inspire change for the better. I don’t know what that change will be, but I will be ready, with my thesaurus and pen.