When I was a little kid, my mama used to read me “Where the Wild Things Are” like it was the most important thing she could do as a mother. She read it so often that she had it memorized. I was fascinated; I loved Max and his brute behavior and the wild rumpus and his long journey home. This, I’m sure, is why I became a writer.
This is my first tattoo and it’s a symbol, not only of my connection with my mama or my love of writing and reading, but of why I became a writer in the first place. It’s the story of my beginning.
It couldn’t have come at a better time! I’m just about to release a limited edition of short stories and poetry through my publisher, and after a two year hiatus, I am starting my next full-length fiction novel. It feels good to come back into myself after so long. I forgot that writing isn’t just about a grade or a job. It’s about me and my connection with this world. The tattoo represents the roots of my passion, and it marks the start of my career.
