School is over! Today was the last day and this is the last thing I wrote for it.
My professor wanted us to write an Aesthetic Statement for our portfolio of work. The statement could be about what we wrote in class, why we wrote it, what inspired us, things about us as writers or all of the above. I took the more, what inspires me and why I wrote those stories approach. So here is my Aesthetic Statement as a writer.
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That ominous question, “Why do you write what you write?” It’s hard not to dread that question. Why do I write what I write? The answer seems so simple in my mind, but when I try to put the answer into words, the right words escape me. To answer the question “Why do you write,” I’d have to tell you a story about a little girl who despised words and who grew up and suddenly fell in love with them. I can’t talk about my writing without bringing this story up because it is so apart of the reason I write I cannot separate the two.
It’s hard to believe that at one time I thought of words as my enemy, but I did. Dyslexia was the culprit to this, it made the words play tricks on me, but even through all my struggles with reading and writing, little did I know that Someone I couldn’t see was slowly beginning to mold and shape me into a writer. I believe with all my heart that Jesus Christ made me and called me to be a writer. I like to call myself the walking contradiction, God took a little girl who had vowed she didn’t need to learn to read, and made her a wielder of words. For some time when I first started writing, I struggled with deciding what kind of fiction I was going to write, but God already knew. On October 9th 2006 when I was 15 years old I opened my Bible to Isaiah 30:8 and through it, God told me what He wanted me to write. “Now go, write it before them in a table, and note it in a book that it may be for the time to come forever and ever.”
So when people ask me why I write, this is what I tell them. To bring the hope that Christ gave me, to show them they are never alone, that they can look on tomorrow, on the time to come, with hope because once, Christ came to this earth out of love for us, died and rose again to conquer death and give us life. I want to give my readers a glimpse of this love, of this hope, and to give them a piece. I want to show them the miracle of God’s love, and the wonder and beauty in everything He has created.
This is why I wrote “Angel Wings”, “By Morning” and my novels. Christ gave me His love, and hope, so that I might share it with others. “Angel Wings” paints a picture of child-like faith in the face of fear. It illustrates the love Christ has for us, and shows we are never truly alone. “By Moring” gives hope even unto death because for the believer, Christ paid the price, conquered death, and we need no longer fear the grave. “A Little Imagination” is a play on our God given imagination, the wonder it can create, and worlds it can take you to.
Why do I write what I write? What inspired me? My faith; the love Christ showed me, the hope He gives me each and every day and the awesome wonder of His creation and imagination.
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