Taking Risks

A year ago, I never thought I would have the opportunities that I have today. I never thought I would be preparing to travel around the world or taking a camera with me to make a documentary that I am determined to win an Emmy with. While I am grateful for all the people who have helped me make it this far, I recognize that none of my dreams would be coming true if I had not decided to take risks to make my dreams come true.

Taking a risk can be one of the most rewarding actions a person can take. You never know what amazing things might come to you if you do not go out on a limb and just try. Your wildest dreams could come true if you just make them want to happen, and take action to do so. Your comfort zone can be the most limiting factor in your life.

What kind of risks have you taken in your life? Did they turn out better or worse than you had hoped for?


Why I Write

I never used to refer to myself with the esteemed title of “author” or “writer”. To me, such a title had to be earned, and one must have inherently grasped the skills of grammar, in addition to the ability of crafting a compelling narrative and painting a series of vivid images in the audiences’ minds, almost as if the story was told in high definition.

However, on the brink of adulthood, I picked up a pen. Being thrust from the school building I practically grew up in, to the quasi-real world of pre-colllege, I found it harder and harder to adequately find any sort of validation to what I was experiencing, as it was (and still is) a pivotal time of my life.

My longing to begin writing was not very obvious to me at first. However, I began to write more and more about the problems I see in the world, personal problems, and basically anything I could add adjectives to. The more I wrote, the more I learned about myself, and about the reasons I write.

I write to make sense of the world around me. Being a young adult, the world can be a scary, confusing place at times. On top of being in debt, scheduling my own doctor appointments, and voting for the first time, I find myself consistently confused by current events, politics, and humans in general. Writing helps me think about the different parts of each problem I face, that way I can explain in a way that makes sense to others. What better way to  learn something than to explain it other people?

On the other hand, I write in order to help others understand the world as well. I really enjoy writing about current events and reflections on the things I read/see, and how they fit into the world today.

I write to express myself, to create a healthy and productive outlet for my pain, anger, frustration, and other negative emotions so that they do not get in the way of living my life, and I can find beauty and passion in the way of heartache.

I write because I like to think that I have stories to tell, whether they are stories of tragedy, stories of triumph, or the stories of people I love.

My main goal with my writing is to encourage others to think and look critically at the whole wide world around them. Only then, will we achieve what humans tend to seek, such as knowledge, happiness, and peace.