When asked this, my first answer is “because I can”, which usually ends the conversation but it’s an escape, not an answer, I’ll admit to that.

I started writing because I wanted to make real and concrete all the stories in my mind. I wanted to write what I wanted to read. And I still keep some of my very early writing amd smile when I go back to them.

After some time, I started focusing on the stories that somehow explored an interest of mine. Then I learned I could explore not only what interested me but write about what I think reality should be like.

I don’t have a favoured genre.

I have romances, sci-fi and fantasy stories in my writings, in several degrees of development. I’ve wet my toes on dystopias, zombie apocalypse, hollow utopias, time travel, war…

But somehow, and this is something I see as a flaw, even when I want to paint a world in broad strokes, make it twisted, gratuitously violent or corrupt, non-sensically irreal, I always fall down to characters and how they act, think and speak. About what they do, what was or what should be.

I criticize reality in my writings. I write to show what should be. What can be. How I see what being human means. The suffering we inflict upon ourselves and others. And often try to be the devil’s advocate, see and tell the story from the other side. I don’t feel the need to picture the world.

If any of what I write ever reaches the hands of readers, I want to gift people with a moment of peace and, hopefully, insert small, rebellious ideas in their minds.

Enough about me.

What is your answer?