I’ve always liked the idea of transformation whether it be something like fictional Transformers or more realistic like the metamorphosis of a butterfly. I think it’s because I admire great change. Change that is good or in a good way, though. Like my adventure from being someone who wanted nothing more to jump in front of a truck, drowned by the whispers of depression to someone who now has the confidence to make phone calls and move with my own spring in my step. I transformed. Though it wasn’t sudden and might not be noticeable to people who don’t know me well or haven’t known me long, it was definitely a transformation. I don’t think I’ve finished developing into the person I’m going to be, but I’m well on my way. My writing has also undertaken a transformation since I first started because my goals have shifted slightly. Of course, there are skills you hone that get better, but I’m no longer only writing for myself and my escape. there are various projects that I continue to write with only how I want them to go on my mind as I do, but there are other projects I’m trying to shape into something for readers. I want my writing to be read. I don’t like it when people tell me “you write so people will read it” because that’s not entirely true for me. First and foremost, I write for myself. I have a few different projects that I don’t intend for anyone else to read aside from me. But, my aspirations are to be an author, and so now I need to think about writing for an audience, I need to transform my writing so that other people with want to read it. I need to adapt and become a better version of myself; mentally, personally and professionally. And then one day, to quote Heimlich from A Bug’s Life, “I’ll be a beautiful butterfly!”