Over the years, I’ve found that I either live life or write about it. I can’t seem to do both simultaneously – I have to do it sequentially. When I write incessantly, I lose touch with the issues and passions that fuel the work. But when I get too involved in organizations or movement endeavors, I almost forget that I’m a writer. It’s a constant struggle to find a balance between these two worlds – the solitary writing life and the life of a social justice activist.