Like dancing, writing has something that has always been there for me. I remember in Kindergarten and in first grade whenever we wrote a story in class asking for a second piece of paper or else I would start writing the rest of my story in the tiny margins. I remember getting my first diary in the second grade and ever since then I wrote in journals. I had journals for almost every grade. I basically mapped out my entire life in middle school with a few journals and had what I called “God journals” in high school where I wrote my prayers, scripture, bible study notes, and church notes in it. Even today I have huge yellow notebooks where I write whatever is on my mind at the time or about my day.

Career wise, I bounced all over the place. Of course, I wanted to be a Disney Princess for the longest time, a singer, a dentist, a veterinarian, a paramedic, a writer for a little bit, and a chef. I even went to college wanting to study Business Administration and Culinary. Don’t know why because the first business class I took made me want to gouge out my eyes. Much respect to those business majors who can sit through those classes as well as comprehend the reading.

It wasn’t until my second semester of my freshman year of college did I realize that I wanted to write for a living. Not an English major because I’m really not a huge fan of dissecting literature and why trying to find out why those blue curtains are a symbolic representation for a political stance against something. I just wanted to write. Books? Maybe, I'm not great at coming up with a creative story. So what now? I took a news writing class to see if I would like that. Not going to lie, the idea that this was the only option left in the writing world to have a career in terrified me if I wasn't going to like it, but all went well! The idea of getting out to public events, finding the who, what, when, where, and why, as well as interviewing people, I was all about it. So simple, fun, and common today. We need news. So journalism it was! Broadcasting, creating videos, writing articles. Everything I found a great interest in all of the sudden!

Over summer I thought about my study patterns during that year and I thought, “Duh Dany. Why on Earth would you not want to go into writing right away?” I specifically remember creating a poster in seventh grade and giving a five-minute presentation on why I wanted to write. Like I said, I was writing my entire life. I smiled and nodded to myself and thought, “I least I found what I love to do right away.”

Writing. I can express myself, my thoughts and feelings, and explore my creativity with stories, poems, and my articles. I can change people’s views on situations and help people who are feeling alone and in trouble. I can relate to someone and that’s what I love the most about it.