Many of
us started writing when we were teenagers—or even younger. Do you
remember how fun it was to imagine and dream up stories? How easy it
was to pretend you were all of the characters? Most
of us began writing more diligently as adults, but I know there are some who
continued writing through all their years. I'm so impressed when I
hear of someone who's journaled for years without stopping. How I
wish I'd done that over the course of my half-century. Recently, I
read an article in the newspaper about a husband and wife who'd been
writing each other a letter every single day for over a decade. Isn't
that amazing? What a beautiful real-life love story!
For those of us who call ourselves writers, why do we write now?
Do we still have the joy of writing as we did when we started out? When we felt delighted with our imaginations and our ability to write freely about anything that popped into our minds?
Or has
thinking about writing, and writing about writing, become a drudgery
of words?
Now, I
believe you can write whether you feel like it or not, and most of us
have done that. But what about the why of writing? Do you still feel
“called” to write? Is there something inside you drawing you to
your computer screen—or the faithful legal pad and pen—as if it
has a mind of its own? As if the story is calling you? Or has writing
become something you better do every day or your writing skills will
certainly shrivel up like a prune?
For me,
I want to write because I want to write.
I want
to write because I experience joy in writing. It's a part of me I can
share. Like a lady who has amazing hospitality and shares her tea and
cookies with friends, I want to share the stories inside of me.
If I
fall into the rut of writing just to write, I need to step back a
moment in time to when I first started writing, or when I first
thought of myself as a writer. I need to refresh my memory about the
love affair I have with writing. To cherish it. To allow the joy to
fill me back up.
Sure, we
all have days when we don't want to write—or do much of anything
else.
But this
is writing we're talking about. We are so blessed to be able to work
and play at the art of writing and sharing our gift. So let's have
fun with it!
Why do I
write?
Not
because I can't not write. Not because I have to.I write because I love to write!!
How
about you? What compels you to write?
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