Why do I Write?

Why do I write?  There is no simple answer.  I could roll out cliches like there’s no tomorrow, but the honest answer is:  I don’t know.

It’s not for the fame and fortune.  Of course, I’d be lying if I said that I wouldn’t love to see my name on the cover of a book, or something I’d written topping the bestsellers lists, but that isn’t the primary reason.

It’s not a purely emotional outlet.  I have on occasion vented my frustration or pain through writing, but not always.  Only a handful of my stories have been based on personal experiences and feelings.

It’s not always because I love it.  Sometimes I hate it.  Really hate it.  Usually when I’m mid-way through a large project and I’m dragging myself to my desk, bribing myself with chocolate if I get some words down.  When every word seems like pulling teeth and it’s almost physically painful, yet I still continue.

So, whydoI write?  I can only conclude that it’s some deep rooted part of me, like the part that is repulsed by raw tomatoes or the part that is scared of fish.  I can’t help but write, whether I like it or not.

Why do you write?


3 thoughts on “Why do I Write?

  1. Novelicious says:

    Gosh, I know what you mean about really hating it sometimes. I have been tearful with frustration during some writing projects – BUT, I love having written – it’s the most wonderful buzz, especially when what you’ve written isn’t half bad.

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