I go through life very differently than most people. I’m weird – and it’s fun. I pretend to be from far off lands, or I pretend that I’m someone else entirely. I do all this to spark my imagination; to help me write. And it’s fun!
I go exploring with friends, or I save an entire village from far-off dangers. All to help me think about what it would be like to be one of my characters. I become my own character – one that’s different from who I really am, but is still me.
I’m a writer. I have a wild imagination, and I use it all the time. I can hardly walk outside without thinking of a new idea, or without letting my imagination run on its own. I’m a writer – and a writer is a dreamer.