Why do I write? This is a question I ask myself every time I sit down at my desk. What drives me to create? Why do I scribble my pen across paper? If you’re a writer, I’m guessing you’re struggling with the same self-assessment.
I have this deep yearning inside of me. My soul wants to travel, to explore, to meet new people and belong. I have a desire to learn new lessons, to experience different happenings, to be somewhere else entirely. For me, writing does that. Writing, creating characters and settings and stories that have never existed, transports me.
When you are so sucked into an exchange of dialogue, or lost in the beauty of a field you are describing, some will critique you for writing only to escape your reality. But don’t believe that. Because in that moment you are not escaping reality. You are becoming reality. You are taking your thoughts and imagination and literally creating people and places and whole worlds that never have existed before.
That is why I write. I create stories I believe in. Victor Hugo once said, “A writer is a world trapped in a person”. And that is so true. As writers, we have people and their worlds and their stories inside of us and writing is our way of making them come alive.
That probably sounds wild and crazy and insane, but if you’re a writer, you know exactly what I am talking about. And that is why I write.
Why do you write?