Last week I received an email from the author of a blog I follow, The Creative Penn, and the author asked her readers to think about why we write. And that did, indeed, get me thinking…
I write because when I do, I:
* Feel freedom and the ability to express myself in a way that nothing else can match.
* Feel joy, peace, and pure contentment. Even if I’m working on a piece that doesn’t come easy, I’m in my element in the quiet of my office with pen in hand or fingers on the keyboard, mood music playing softly on Pandora, and my mind creating whatever it happens to be creating at that moment.
* Get more connected with God by making my thoughts concrete on the page, where oftentimes it’s then I can see where God is working in my life, or where I’m not, showing me I need to make myself available for more of God.
* Am able to live vicariously through my characters–where else can one live so many different lives and have so many fun, funny, loyal, and even quirky friends? 🙂
* Have the ability to reach and connect with other people that I wouldn’t have been able to without the magic of written words. I’m able to connect with my sponsor kids through Compassion International, making a difference in lives in another country. How blessed am I! I’m able to connect with readers on this blog, every one of which I am so grateful for. It’s a magical connection that other writer’s at heart can likely understand.
* Can turn a bad day to better from being able to escape to another world, whichever I happen to create, or by simply writing my feelings on paper, making me aware of them and then being able to let them go.
* Spent a number of years getting too busy with life, which resulted in not writing, and I’m a much happier person when I write.
* Cannot imagine my life without words and story, whether handwritten or from the keyboard. The vehicle which produces those words doesn’t matter, only the fact that I’m able to do it.
“There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.”
― Maya Angelou
All is Grace.