I do not write. I live my stories. When I close my eyes I am instantly transported to any setting I can envision. I become my characters. But that does not mean my characters are mirrors of me. Every word they say is as true as it would be coming out of your mouth; every action as natural as it would be a human acting on instinct. Their dreams and aspirations are anything but fabricated. Their fears are as real as yours or mine. They're not plastic dolls made from a single perfect mold, they are painstakingly hand-crafted, rough around the edges as they should be, each as unique as nature creates humans.
Again I say, I do not write. Writing is the artificial production of stories spun from the threads of lies and fantasy. I live my stories, step into my worlds, become my characters though they remain separate from myself. I live the story, telling its raw and natural form from the eyes of an observer, not an external narrator. Do not compare those who spend every moment, dream or waking, walking the worlds born from the deepest depths of their heart to those who arrange words in precise sequence to create the illusion of such depth. Though both are respectable crafts, the distinction must be made.