As Long As I Have Breath

I’ve always been fascinated with words. The way writers combine clusters of words to paint a picture for their readers. The way a reader can get lost in the magic that those words create. The way the author sometimes doesn’t even realize that placing words in a certain pattern evokes emotions, memories, thoughts…

My favorite books are Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë, East of Eden by John Steinbeck, and The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini. I was forced to read them in high school. Being the type of person that I am, if you force me to do something, I will not enjoy it. Well, after I graduated, I realized that these books are known to be classics. At least Jane Eyre is. I’m not sure how many people have heard of East of Eden. And EVERYONE should read The Kite Runner.

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The words in those books. The way the author phrased them in order to tell a moving story. The way Steinbeck makes you hate Cathy Ames but still feel for her at the same time. How all of Jane Eyre’s thoughts are real and honest. And the last line of The Kite Runner? Please, don’t get me started.

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Words have always been important to me. And I began to realize how words are the most powerful force on this planet. I remember some things people have said to me in passing that have stuck with me, good and bad. I love the way words make me feel. I love how I can put words down on paper, not fully knowing all that I’m saying until I read it back and am shocked at how deeply I was feeling. But that’s not the only reason I write.

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I write for the women who don’t have it all together. I write for the college grads who are still working their dead end job that they thought they’d get out of after they graduated college. I’m writing for my future daughter who has to grow up in a world that tries to teach her what her standards of beauty should be. I’m writing for the Christians who fail every now and again and feel worse and worse everytime, but still want to love God with all of their hearts. I’m writing for my loved ones, to remind them that I’m okay out here in Oklahoma. I’m writing for my future husband, so he can see how this all started.

I’m writing for me. Because I feel deeply. I love hard. I forgive quickly. I do dumb things. I have a voice. And I’ll use it as long as I have breath.

xoxo, Ticia

“I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will.” – from Jane Eyre

“I believe a strong woman may be stronger than a man, particularly if she happens to have love in her heart. I guess a loving woman is indestructible.” – from East of Eden

“I’m so afraid. Because I’m so profoundly happy. Happiness like this is frightening…They only let you be this happy if they’re preparing to take something from you.” – from The Kite Runner

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