When I started writing this list, I aimed for ten reasons. I stopped at 20. Luckily, I’ve only listed the first ten, and in no particular order.
- I tend to view the world in a certain way.
A romantic view (probably). A dreamer (perhaps). But I’m not the only… well you know the rest.
- I like the idea of seeing my name in print next to a title which, if I’m lucky, might entice a particular type of audience to explore this world (or view of it), some day.
- I write for the love of it.
The process is as delicious as the prospect of a finished novel.
- I enjoy words.
- I love the organised patterns of structure.
- Why have thoughts if not to write them down?
- There will always be something else to write.
“The coroner will find ink in my veins and blood on my typewriter keys.” C. Astrid Weber.
Well, zeros and ones anyway.
- Some writers might say, they write because they have to. I may not have to, but it doesn’t make it any less part of me.
- I write to connect with readers.
C.S Lewis once said “We read to know we’re not alone.” Do you think this is true? And can a thought or emotion only be validated if another felt the same way at some point?
In that case, I shall write as much as I can.
- I don’t remember the day I discovered writing. I don’t remember the day I started talking. What my mind is concerned, I’ve always done both.