I write to engage.
I write to witness.
I write to be heard.
I write to create.
I write to recreate.
I write to rewrite.
I write to remember.
I write to forget.
I write to feel.
I write to stop feeling.
I write to get lost.
I write to be found.
I write for control.
I write to let go.

I write when I am sad and cannot bare to utter the words that I feel in my soul.  I write when I am angry and am afraid of the feelings that quiver within me.  I write when I am happy, although I write less.  I write when I am fearful, to gain some control.  I write when I’m excited, because if I don’t, the words might just burst right out of me.  I write when I have too much control and need to be free and feel the wind in my hair.  I write to escape from the difficulties I face.  I write to remember why I keep fighting each day.  I write to memorialize the ones that I’ve loved and the ones that I’ve lost and the ones that I share my very best and very worst moments with.  I write when I hate myself, to witness my shame.  I write to forgive myself, to damper the pain.  I write to become better and stronger and driven.  I write to accomplish.  I write because it is who I am.  I am a writer.

And because I’m not much of a domestic goddess, so writing is my bag.

That’s why I write.

Why do you write?


(I write even more than I talk, and that's a lot!  Check some of it out here: www.verystrangebird.com)