I am a writer.
I write fact. I write fiction. I write poetry.
I write about me. I write about you.
I write about people I know. I write about people I don’t.
I write about nature. I write about birth. I write about death.
I write about places I’ve been. I write about places I’ve never seen.
I describe life. I describe the unique. I describe the mundane.
I show difference. I show similarity.
I see colour in the world. I see dark. I see light.
I see shape. I see cruelty. I see pity.
I see humour. I see love. I see hate.
I see kindness. I see pathos. I see pain.
I weave words.
I knit ideas.
I spin the real and imagined.
I tell truth.
I pass on memories.
I am a prophet.
I am the master of words.
I am the servant of words.
I use reality.
I use imagination.
I use rhythm. I use rhyme.
I use alliteration.
I use consonance.
I use assonance.
I use a computer.
I use a pen.
I use paper.
I use words.
I am writing.
Writing is me.
Sally-Anne Wilkinson is an English Studies graduate, who became addicted to writing after starting York University’s online creative writing course. As a child she was an avid reader of books, with a particular love of the Narnia Chronicles. It inspired her to one day become a writer herself, though as a late developer and great procrastinator, it took some time for her to get around to it. In 2012, her poems were shortlisted and published in Rochdale’s People’s Poetry, and the Aesthetica Annual 2013. After a couple of years focusing on poetry and short stories, she is currently undertaking the challenge of writing her first novel, which appears to be taking on a life of its own. She also enjoys her role as contributing writer on Storgy, a reader contributing short story website. Fond of travel, she’s lived in France and Saudi Arabia, but has settled in Lancashire, where she writes surrounded by the chaos of family life.