Why I Write.
I write because I don’t
have a choice. It’s a part of me. I write about little girls growing up
into women and all of the adventure, sadness, joy and drama that exists in
between. I write to let go of my past and to hope and dream about everything my
future can be. I write because it's easy and I write because it's the most
difficult thing ever. I write when I want to cry. I write to blow out the
candle always burning in the back of my brain. I write to quiet the buzzing and
to see through the blur. I write because I like myself when I see my words. I
write to stop the hate. I write to show my anger. I write so I don't have to
say it to your face. I write to forget you. I write to distract myself and to
distract you from me. I write to avoid sleep. I write out of guilt and because
of pain. I write to stay young. I write so I can pretend I know more than I do.
I write for my child. I write for alternate lives I could have lived. I
write to learn to love myself. I write so you remember me. I write to make
myself miserable. I write when I'm afraid to paint. I write when paint inspires
me. I write to avoid everything. I write because it makes me feel pretty. I
write when I want to scream. I write to hang on. I write to keep my eyes wide
open. I write when I smell funnel cake and cotton candy. I write when the fruit
is ripe and gorgeous and it needs to be said. I write to feel the ocean. I write to celebrate your life. I write to bury you
deep inside the earth. I write for the future of other little girls who
run to books to help them understand their ever evolving worlds. I write when I
feel like hiding. I write because the world is ending and there is no way other
way to stop it. I write to smell the night air and lose myself in the
dusk. I write because there is no point. I write because the moon is ablaze,
then it blinks and its gone. I write because
I want to fly away. I write to try to understand if there is god or something like it and what that means.
I write because I don't believe. I write because I want to believe something. The truth is buried deep down and it's
a relief to break through the tangled mess of words woven throughout
time. I write to live forever.
I write to heal the broken and I write to break the strong.
If you write...why do you?
If you don't write...why don't you start?
I write to heal the broken and I write to break the strong.
If you write...why do you?
If you don't write...why don't you start?
