I write because I love words. I love the power that words have, I love the way we have attached such meaning to straight and curvy lines on a page. I love how words express the best and worst of us, and I love how sometimes words fail. I love how words can bring us together after tearing us apart – how words have the power to build and to destroy. For all the things I can’t sing, paint, draw, sculpt or macrame, I can show them to you with my words. One day, I hope, I will show you what love looks like, just with the power of letters arranged into words into sentences into paragraphs into something that transcends mere letters.