Writing isn't about wanting to tell a story.  It's about the need. The need to put all the thoughts in your head in ink, to share those thoughts and ideas because if you keep them contained, they'll swarm and crowd and overwhelm you with the need, the urge to be told. To be shared. These words, these stories are my own thoughts, my own mind. I am the creator of world, a builder of reams, a guardian of literary safe havens. This is my soul, bared and sold in ink but your joy is priceless. Breathe, write, dream.