| "When
I write I stumble on words because they
have such power over me, over my memories,
over my life. Sometimes, waking up to write,
I feel like a night-thief stealing a moment
to be with the moon, or journeying to the
stars alone, leaving my kids behind. The
trauma of war years, poverty, motherhood
severed the coherent narrative of my inner
voice. However, in the low hum of my computer
I have discovered a trusted medium. Words
are bones, ingredients for medicine. Writing
heals."
Excerpt from "A Journey
in Search of My Voice" by Li Min Mo. |