Thursday, 8 March 2018

Let me tell you what inspires my stories

So, what inspires me?

Life. Love. Hope. 

I have a great understanding of others and I intuitively know people's feelings without being told anything. I believe my soul is spiritually aware and I rely on faith rather than logic to deal with life and all it has to offer. I am deeply religious, although I do not believe in any specific denomination. I believe God lives in me, literally. He splintered into a billion pieces, and my soul is one of those broken shards. I believe we are all spiritually connected. 

It must be true, because why would we read the same books, listen to the same songs, watch the same movies en-masse - because, somehow, very deep down, in that place most of us don't even know about, we are all the same.

I am an un-aging fifteen year old soul, and I can still remember my first crush, my first love, my first feelings and emotions of a love unrequited. Even though, it may seem strange when you look at the 'wisdom' edged upon my face that I can so easily relate to someone more than half my age.

So, I take sugar and spice, souls, glittering eyes, dimples, and a bit of fright.
I mix it in a giant cauldron with all the letters of the alphabet.
Add dreams, hope and lots of love. 
Leave it to simmer.
Serve hot.