I am tired of being a close-minded person.
It is exhausting.
I am tired of being safe and secure.
No, I do not have a death wish.
Reflecting on my life experiences, I realize how conservatism and legalism prevented me from being open. Writing on my projects tore down those walls, revealing a whole new perspective.
In my work in progress, Heart On Reserve, I sought to portray a rape and sexual assault survivor who was not afraid to explore her sexuality. I made her crave intimacy, affection, and sexual experiences. My protagonist was changing.
I was changing along with her.
Issues about faith, love, sex, relationships, morality, and personal freedoms bombarded me. It gnawed at my spirit. I think back to those nights I asked myself the hard, soul-searching, deeply personal questions. I am glad I did.
To ignore the raw emotions that surface during the writing process removes the thrill and adventure found in writing a story. For some, it is a cathartic experience. For others, it is liberation.
“Vulnerability is the birthplace of innovation, creativity and change.”
— Brené Brown
Venturing into the unknown is scary. It is like a journey into the darkness.
The surprises at the end may blow us away.