Writing gave me an avenue to express my emotions. 

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When people look back on their lives, some remember dialogues best; others vividly recall faces and images; yet others remember scents, sounds, or tastes.

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I recollect important moments through emotions - with a startling, poignant clarity above everything else. I see the world through a palette of feelings, and it blends its way into everything I experience. 

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The thesaurus was my first love. Poetry was my second. Both taught me how to capture the inner world I hid from everyone else in words like strokes of color in a painting.

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Gradually, writing crept its way into short stories, essays, creative nonfiction, my high school and college papers, and finally into the novel I am writing.