Before I looked deeper into astrology some five or six years ago, all I knew about the language of the stars was that I am a Pisces—creative, artistic, compassionate, a dreamer. This description fit me like a glove as I loved imagining fantastical worlds for my writing. In fact, my first story was titled Dreamer. This must have been the moment astrology and storytelling first crossed paths in my life, without me knowing that one day the two would be inseparable.

When I wrote Dreamer at twelve years old, I didn’t bother to take a closer look at astrology. Being a Pisces was enough confirmation that I was supposed to be a creative. I spent hours in my room, typing away at the story of Luna, a girl who can foresee the future in her dreams. But even though my family recognized my writing skills, my hope of becoming an author was a pipe dream to them—insubstantial and unrealistic—and my Libra Ascendant, of which I wasn’t aware back then, got discouraged. I put the vast Piscean imagination in a cage, wrote less and less. Until I re-discovered astrology.