It’s the first Wednesday of March, which means it must be Insecure Writer’s Support Group day! Come bask in the glorious sound of your insecurities being smushed into flat little pancakes like the useless entities they are. Join the group here.

Our lovely co-hosts this month are Ronel Janse Van Vuuren, Pat Garcia, and Liza @ Middle Passages! Give them a click and a comment for their kind work today, if you’d be so kind.

And the question for this month is: If for one day you could be anyone or *thing* in the world, what would it be? Describe, tell why, and any themes, goals, or values they/it inspire in you.

At first I wracked my brains trying to come up with an answer that felt right. The time limit is so short, and the possibilities so infinite. Just one day? ANYONE? Or anything? HOW can I choose?

And then in true S.E. fashion I decided, ‘fuck it’, and took the question in an entirely strange direction with a mildly ridiculous answer.

Because I, honored audience, am a Bookworm. Nay, a BookWyrm. The answer is that I choose to be everyone and everything and the time of one day? 24 hours? Psshhh. I need less than that to accomplish my goal. I am limitless.

You see, every time I pick up a new book and get lost in a new story, I live alongside that person. For a few glorious hours, I am living through anything and everything my little heart could desire and some things I’ve never even thought to dream of. I’ve lived multiple lifetimes in countless worlds, and it only took me a few hundred thousand words.

I want to know how it feels to do all the things, to be all the places, and see all possible worlds. And I can. It’s so easy. I only have to open a book. Yes, it’s vicarious. And yes, none of it is real. But the question left itself open to interpretation and I took it in this direction. All of us writers are also bookworms. All of us know how it feels to immerse in a different world, an entirely different land from the one we’re living in. The fact that it doesn’t actually exist isn’t really a barrier to us. We all know how real it feels when we’re reading it. It’s one of, if not the MAIN, reason we love to read! We are all of us limitless.