mariah ortiz
Words have always been my comfort and my solace. They feel like loyal companions that understand your innermost thoughts and enable you to articulate the feelings that are not yet fully formed. I cannot quite express why it is I feel so drawn to the written word. Perhaps some of us are simply born with a story to tell – or at least compelled to fashion one worth telling. Whatever it may be, I am truly grateful that words have never escaped me, nor have I ever found myself at a loss for them.
I cannot recall a time I wasn’t utterly enthralled with literature. It seems to have been beside me throughout every stage of life and even now it has become an integral part of my very being.
From my earliest remembrance, pen and paper have always been in hand, and words have constantly come spilling onto pages and forming themselves into whatever they may fancy.
My hope is to give these words within me a home here. May those that cross this threshold find the encouragement, edification, and repose they seek.
Whether you’ve stumbled upon our doorstep or have eagerly sought out this hearth, welcome.
The Modest Muse 