This past year I found another way into my writing. It’s not the easiest way in. It takes a lot more work to get there. It can be cathartic, and it can also be painful. But, in the end it always pays off… This year, I started to tell the truth with my work. To dig into my core and let my truth flow into the characters and themes of the stories that I tell.

I’ve had a heyday with the theme of LOVE (‘Song for Zula’ by Phosphorescent on repeat), but through the digging, peeling of layers, silent contemplation there comes a sense of peace from pouring it all on the page. It’s like having a good cry. Release. A cleansing. And it’s easy to do, if you’re willing to reveal your insides. What makes you, you… We need truth tellers in our society, now more than ever. Neil Gaiman said it best in a commencement speech he gave at the University of the Arts, The moment that you feel that, just possibly, you’re walking down the street naked, exposing too much of your heart and your mind and what exists on the inside, showing too much of yourself. That’s the moment you may be starting to get it right.