![]() I write about the desert and I feel the radiant heat of the sun on my skin. I write about the mountains and I can almost hear the swish of sweet grass in the breeze. I write about surfing and I taste salt on my lips. I remember every little thing and write them down and for me, writing about them is almost like being there again. ![]() When I’m on the road, I so often feel like my eyes are just conduits through which the landscapes flow, filling my head until I could burst. But I also enjoy writing about places – travel. I’ve published two books and I’m working on publishing a third. My fingers hit the keys and fly, and everything I didn’t know how exactly to put into words finds a voice. For me, the written word surpasses fleeting conversation. ![]() I never really chose writing, it always just came as something of a sixth sense the medium through which I could understand myself and the world around me. When people ask me why I write, or why I started writing, or when I decided I wanted to be an author, it’s always a hard question for me to answer. At what point did you decide to be an author and what was your path to publication?. ![]()
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