On a good day, writing feels as magical as screaming into a blasting fan on a sticky linoleum floor in the dead of summer

As I wade through a sea of deadlines and the labyrinthine bank of escalators that may or may not one day lead me to a successful career in the entertainment industry, I find that it’s vital to take a step back every now and then to remind myself why it is I do what I do in the first place. It can be so easy to forget and to get caught up in the stresses (and, heck, even to toy with quitting because of those stresses), but when I give myself a moment’s pause I’m always reminded it is love, innocence, and dreams that are at the core of what I do, not what’s waiting at the top of this pesky elevator bank. Since this has been on my mind lately, I figured I’d share just a few more of the reasons why I write…

To somehow live forever in a world that’s a cross between a secret garden and a giant library
To capture bizarre slices of life before they fade from my memory
To explain wonders of the world and invent my own mythology
To make even the very-adult and scientific workings of the world feel magical
To put dreams into words and transpose the hazy feeling of love into language

Psst: Is this feeling of climbing a tangled bank of elevators relatable to you? Do you ever need to take a step back to gain perspective on your daily work? Or, the important question: why do you do what you do? Leave a comment.

Image sources: kid with fan, girl in library, circus seal, loch ness elephant, gears of the earth, sleep elevations by Maia Flore.

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