I brainstorm, I think, I chug on: I write.
I can write, pretty well, I'd say and I love to do it. More of the time it feels like a task and I refer to it as my job (I babysit regularly) and I like dedicating stories to people.
I am a writer, through and through. I can come up with great words and speeches and take hold of emotion and elaborate great detail (reason I know many big words) for my characters and stories.
I can quote things; I can make quotes of my own. I've learned that you don't have to be old -someone lost to us in history, only know for their name and some of what they've done and the single great line they spoke that made us remember it- to say something great is more of a heart thing.
I am young, I haven't been on many great adventures and I plan them like a map in my head and go over them like they've already happened and I'm strangling the memory for a detail of: where did I last have my phone?
But I say great things and I think many thoughts and I strain for someone to listen to read to share them with.
Though most of the time I feel that I'd rather think of emotions rather than feel them. Weird, huh? Most people would like to comment on that. Shut up, I don't what to hear it. I'm happy the way I am.