Why write?

A man in a dark suit, pipe in mouth, writes with a quill surrounded by handwritten pages and silhouettes of birds flying from the sheets; this is the science fiction novelist in the photo. | A man in a dark suit, pipe in mouth, writes with a quill surrounded by handwritten pages and silhouettes of birds flying from the sheets; this is the SF novelist in the photo.

There is a time for every choiceMine, from now on, is that of thewriting : the one that springs from the tumult of emotions, which translates the trembling of an existence and the irrepressible need to reveal my deepest desires, as revealed by the mirror of my soul. In turn author And spectator, I put down on paper the stories that haunt my thoughts - Sometimes dark, always imbued withadventure.