Literature is

Literature is an autobiography of the world. Literature is insanity and want. It is love and determination. Literature is our humanity reaching out to explain who we were, are and will be. Literature is emotion put into words; it is thoughts put on paper. Literature is Grendel reaching out to the world and Beowulf saving the world. Literature is the monster inside us all. It is each and every one of us yet none of us at all. Literature is the change we make from bugs to humans. It is a woman crying for the justice of God to be heard. It is a woman’s desire. It is a little girl’s wishes and a teenagers adventure. Literature is those slow and sleepy mornings. It is the daydreams of the imagination. Literature is the thoughts we think as those preps pass in the hallway and those tears we cry as our hearts are broken. Literature is those beautifully silent evenings. It is creativity pushing against its boundaries and breaking them down. It is the fears for a grandfather’s sanity and the hopes of the perfect Christmas. It is the fear of college and the excitement for college. It is the hopes of someday being able to change the world. It is the fear of dying and the trust in advice. It the hugs from parents. Literature is me.