I’m All In
Taking a shot on love
My writing is nothing more than a chronicle of my emotion, an assemblage of scenes both painful and bright, exciting and mundane, stitched together with this thing called I as the thread.
I hope to convey how no story is more meaningful than the other; none more beautiful. They’re all beautiful to me.
A painful scene tells me I’m alive and that I’m human — a joyful one that I’m truly living.
But should anybody care about what moves me? I wonder. Why should they?
Because I know I’m not alone.
Because I’m a writer.
I’ve chosen to share in the hopes that what I experience and what you experience — whether on similar planes, timeframes or disparate dimensions — may find some commonality.
Maybe these words can help us both carry on.
Maybe they can help us both smile, no matter what we’re going through. In the words of writer Jorge Luis Borges:
“A writer — and, I believe, generally all persons — must think that whatever happens to him or her is a resource. All things have been given to us for a purpose, and an artist must feel this more intensely. All that happens to us, including our humiliations, our misfortunes, our embarrassments, all is given to us as raw…
