I love words! I know that’s a weird thing to say, but to me, words are the most concrete and meaningful piece of humanity – up there with emotion and critical thinking. They relay all our needs. They identify our emotions. Even the lack of language or speech says something in and of itself.
For as long as I can remember I’ve used words to describe, create, and imagine; from short stories to poetry. Whenever I’m writing I use pen and paper, or one of my typewriters. These manual mechanisms give me the rare sense that I am holding something beautiful and unique that’s tangible in a way words rarely are. I’ve always carried a book with me wherever I go. I used to sit in the same spot all day and become completely overcome with the novel I was reading, engrossed in the information I was consuming, and excited by the possibility of learning a little more about someone else’s mind. I remember my senior vacation to Puerto Rico I stayed in the room and read, really annoying one of my best friends 🙂 . I’ve always been a nerd, I guess.
I believe in the power of language. I believe in the importance of communication and I just love learning! I love acquiring knowledge of other cultures, of other times, of having the opportunity to view the world through someone else’s lens. I mostly read 17th and 18th-century literature, for its challenging vocabulary and raw truth. I think the simplicity of the time lends itself to only what is real: Flesh and emotion. It’s not dictated by the happy ending we want to have and is honest in a way only real-life can be. Its beauty is in these horrible truths – in the way life is both tortured and magnificent, often at the same time or in quick succession.
Those times when I was younger, spending days enveloped in someone else’s world, faded as I got older. I convinced myself I only had enough time to move through my own life – to use my words for research and academia – and to create and imagine nothing more than a stable life with employment. I was no longer creating these beautiful worlds, nor was I reading about them.
From 2020 forward one of the things I want to do is to make more of an effort to re-engage with my absolute love and passion for words and knowledge. I want to create and share. I want to learn and expand my capacity to empathize through delving into the experiences of others.
What do you want to do going forward (comment below)?