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David Bowie made me do it

 For as long as I could remember, all I have ever wanted in life is to write. 

I used to carry around notebooks filled with different stories, different worlds. Pages and pages of ink and pencil just spread out between college ruled lines. 

Fantasies building away in my mind. People with fantastical powers born every minutes of every day. “Dangers untold and hardships unnumbered,” to quote the ‘80s movie that kick started my love of all things magical. 

When I first picked up a copy of Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone, I was 11 years old - I was the perfect target audience for such a tale. And it has been with me ever since, a special place I can return to again and again. “Hogwarts is my home,” became not a line in a book, but a mantra for a little girl that never felt like she quite belonged. I found a love and place where I could be me, and I have chased that feeling ever since.

It’s this love that drove me to want to write, to bring the worlds only I can see to light for all. I want to open the gates to my kingdoms and let others experience what they are like. 

To this day, I still have those feelings of not being where I should, but I have carved my own path and made a space for me. I will always carry Hogwarts with me, but now I have my own home as well, one not contained behind ink and film, but of the real world. Of my world. 

My hope in establishing this blog and throwing myself out there is that one day the words I type might make it into the hands of another little girl or boy, one who’s searching for that belonging that seems just out of reach. 

I’m setting a goal for myself - one I hope my ADHD brain can handle. 

I want my words brought to the attention of the masses. 

I want to complete the stories I’ve spent my life outlining and envisioning. 

I want to publish my ideas. 

I want to write. 

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