Dozens of wonderful and unique story ideas keeps me up at night. They’re like fireflies in a jar longing to be released, to adorn the emptiness of the dark. Unfortunately, my lack of knowledge & skill in writing hinders those ideas from being born and raised properly under the microscope of millions of curious and beautiful minds. I want my ideas to be justified in words and scenarios that grips the reader’s heart and fulfills their lust for escape, making them want to devour every last page of my book. I want my readers to be well-fed in every chapter so that they’d never starve and will keep coming back for more.
My intimate desire of creating a world of my own here on Wattpad has been growing like wildfire over the years. But life had been knocking me over and over for these past couple of years, like a boxer who doesn’t want to give up until it’s opponent is down to its knees, begging for mercy. It’s a miracle that I’m still standing (well…barely) in the ring after every blow that could’ve sent me to my grave. So while I still got a fight left in me, I will continue to learn on how to improve as a writer and as an artist—to fulfill my purpose as a creative. This is a promise not to anyone, but to myself. And maybe one day, just maybe, people will discover my world and will bask in its beauty, forever.