Logline: At 28 years old, Neera starts falling again for her high school sweetheart. Their love has a price, she soon finds out, but magical powers and a prophecy are not what stands in the way of their love.
Everyone in the room held their breath and looked at Neera, who was trembling with fury.
Theo, though his eyes were aflame, tried to maintain a straight face. “What?”
“This is my choice.”
What drives me: I'm an Italian migrant and an English Literature graduate, among other things. During my degree I learned to dissect written media as well as other communication means; it's as if since I mastered literary analysis I can't take off this metaphoric pair of analytic glasses! And so I have started looking at things and reflect on them in a multilayer-way, leaving behind (or, better: revisiting and filing away in the 'learn from the past' drawer) prejudices and other conditioning ways to see the world that I have inherited from my parents, school, friends, etc.
I'll get to the point. One of the main takeaways from all this personal growth has been to say what I think without being afraid of being judged because whatever I believe should not get in the way of what you believe and viceversa. I'm still working on it of course, but I'm starting to shed all this fear of being judged I've always had. Breaking free from mummy-like bandages, it's what it feels like.
Writing helps me with that, because, although it can be frustrating and challenging, it's what makes me feel free the most: free to say what I want, the way I want, in the language I want.
It also makes me feel incredibly proud, because it doesn't matter I'm part of a minority (immigrant, woman): writing webnovels means I'm part of a larger community of passionate authors and readers from all ethnicities, backgrounds, believes, styles, etc. Each and every one of us reads/writes webnovels/webcomics to share, enjoy, laugh, feel, and we all deserve to be here.