I began the draft of this blog post a while ago, and just found the title again now, after, again, not having the time to get to anything literary. I was obviously thinking of something deep and profound when I wrote this, and it has inspired me to try to answer the question posed now.
But I think that we firstly need to answer the question of whether or not we write to be read. I have numerous poems and segments of pieces stashed away that I know will never show anybody, not because I’m embarrassed by them, or ashamed of them or their content, but because I wrote them for myself and I want to keep them just for me.
So then, why did I write them?
The truth to that question still eludes me really; but there’s something that I have inside that I just have to get out. Now, it’s probably worth pointing out that a lot of my stories bear a lot of resemblance to reality: my reality. And it’s also worth pointing out that at the time, I have no idea that they do reflect my life quite so closely. So maybe I am really using writing to file away what has happened to me, (or to order as I’ve mentioned before), and to process it and chew it around a bit.
But there is another side to it all too, and that is in the language itself. I can read about the most dull subject, but if it’s written well then it lifts my soul: the same is true the other way around too; I can read the most amazing story, but if it’s badly written I can’t take it in. I think that it’s important to find the fantastic in the minutiae of life; if you can find the fantastic in that, then image how fantastic you’ll find the fantastic.
Really, all I know is that I write because I’m driven to. I write because I’m in love with it. I write because I need to. This may all sound obvious to some, and hopefully the other writers reading this feel the same way. And there are a lot of stories out there, real ones, but the ones I write I can have some sort of influence over. Perhaps that opens up a whole new debate.
If anyone has a concrete reason as to why they write, (money excluded), then please let me know.
- Why I Write? (equestrianoflife.com)
- Writing about writing about writing (quixoticlogorrhea.wordpress.com)
- Having a Writing ‘Personanlity’ Crisis? I Am. (droppedpebbles.wordpress.com)