I write to remember. Being quite a nostalgic person, I want to remember every detail of every single day from the mundane to the extraordinary. Never know when those tid-bits might come in handy.
I write to forget. Writing about the bad or sad things that happen in my life helps me to put negative feelings behind me and focus on the positive in my life.
I write to make sense of situations and experiences. Since I was little, getting words down on paper helps me to work through whatever I’m going through. Everything becomes more clear in black and white, almost like you’re able to remove yourself for the time being and read and think like an outsider.
I write to connect. Through writing this blog, I’ve found a way to connect with other book lovers and aspiring writers. These connections have become some of the most meaningful friendships and relationships; knowing that there are other people out there who are as intense and in love with reading and writing that I am.
I write because I have a story to tell. I have this nagging story inside of me that needs to come out. It’s not always easy; in fact, most days it’s really hard, but the story is buried somewhere in there and I’m working to pull it out.
I write because I need to. Simply put. A writer writes. Whether it be a novel, a short story, an email, a press release, a query, a poem, a book review. We write because something inside us tells us we need to.
Why do you write?
Awww I love this post. 🙂
Yes, all of those reasons. Mostly though, more than anything, I write because I like stories. That’s it.
@Jordyn, Simple, but true!
I write because when I don’t write, I feel like I’ll forget something I should remember. It’s cathartic, and emotional…it lets me be me 🙂
@Melissa, Love it! Me too 🙂
Hah! I don’t write. But I really enjoyed your post. I don’t have a story in my head, but many of your other points could be described as “Why I Read.” Thanks!
@Annette, Thanks for your input! I’m going to do a Why I Read post soon, so stay tuned for that! 🙂
When I started writing, it was because I was forced to. I never thought that my words mattered until one teacher told me that what I had to say deserved to be heard and ever since then writing matter to me. I had found my voice and I wanted everyone to listen. Today my reasons for writing all stem from that one little bit of inspiration.
@Jennifer, That’s such an awesome story. Thanks so much for sharing 🙂