Recently, on twitter a hash tag #whyIwrite tweeted all over the place. One writer answered numerous times, while one author, Jason Pinter, wrote some awesome reasons for writing.
Giving it a little thought, I wrote one. Then more thought, I wrote another. Now, I have slept on it and thought about it some more.
Why do we write? Why do you write? And why do you read what others write about writing?
Some answers in the hashtag as well as answers I have read on other blogs and writer forums, say they are compelled to write as if they have no choice. But why such a compelling drive? What happened in life to cause such an unquenchable hunger to create worlds with words?
So, I am taking that question on step further…
Why do you write?
What does writing do for you while you are writing?
What motivates you to write?
Are we all really addicted to it? Are we insane, obsessed, or demented?
Some days I feel like I am losing my marbles, so I keep them in a drawstring bag in my armoire just to prove I still have a few of my marbles left.