Tenacious is a word that I have come to love. It sums up so much of my personality and my desire to succeed. It gives me an excuse to fall back on when I seem like that proverbial bull in a china shop. But when you know what you want, why should you not use everything in your arsenal to get it?
Words continue to fuel my fire and the roaring blaze is only intensified by my yearning. I want to write. I want more than anything to support my lifestyle by putting my thoughts and images into words, and I want people to get lost in the spectral portraits that I create with language. That tenacity is what keeps me going. My stubborn refusal to accept my current station in life is evident by the passion I seek to create in the many fables I wish to share.
There are many adjectives to choose from when someone asks you to define yourself. Honest, trustworthy and loyal are among the top words that people will use to exemplify the traits they find most honorable in themselves. I embody all of those things, but my tenacity is what sets me apart from those benign words. My ferrous belief that my writing will allow me to have a career by incessantly tapping at this keyboard is the light that beckons me through these dark nights. It dangles that rabbit that I continue to chase in circles around that unending track. It gives me hope that my dreams may come to fruition.
Some say words are only words. But words are unique. Each word that is chosen in a story is selected because of the way it truly reflects the emotion and meaning of the sentence in which it is written. And just perhaps, those words will lead me through the current reality of my days and into a world I had only once dreamed of – a world in which I was not just a fairy tale character, but the writer of that story.
Tenacious = determined, obstinate, persistent. Tenacious is the word that defines me.
If you had to choose only one word to describe yourself, what would it be?