It was in between my freshman and sophomore years of high school, that I wrote my first short story 4 knights in armor, now titled Knights of Kenai. However, Knights of Kenai was cut from the final version of this manuscript. Likewise the name of this book, originally it was entitled Writing my Heart Out but due to personal reasons I thought to change the title. This book has been ten years in the making and through those 10 years I have added new pieces and taken some out. With all the changes I finally have come to the point where I feel satisfied with this final version. I feel ready to share these wounds with the world. Now when I say wounds I am referring to my emotions, and thoughts that I put forth into writing and in these wounds I show how I have been over these past ten years. Some political and some reflecting my own life, this is me renewing myself getting out aggressions through my writings. For me writing about real life or stuff I am afraid to speak out about helps me in expressing myself. Writing in other words is a form of therapy. It is through writing that I allow myself to fully express how and what I am feeling instead of holding it in. Writing is my escape from this crazy world; I need to do it like I need to breathe. What I write are my wounds and when I share them I open them. So here are my wounds, they are now open!
