As I laid my head on my pillow after our monthly writers meeting my mind was ready to sleep but my heart was in a downward slide as I feel the answers behind our homework. Why I write?
I assumed I would have so many happy reasons why I write to share but my first thoughts kept me going down in big slide into really question why I do write.
Do you ever have a conversation with someone talking about something really dear to you and the listener cuts you off mid thought and switches to assume they know what you are talking about? Or switch to somehow have a situation similar to yours? At that moment however you just need someone to listen.
What about friends or family members who are going through a very hard time and the words are not jumping out of your mouth?
Or you want to pray for someone going through a tough time or just has a sore back or having a bad day and it is hard to speak the spirits words.
When you type you just find it easier to have time to cut and paste and re write on the pixel canvas then to share vibrations out your mouth?
Is your life full of so many moments that are hard, life changing, amazing, filled with sorrow, moments that are just made up, revelations, moments you want to forget, moments where mountains were moved, times God was there and times it felt like He disappeared?
Do you ever have midnight writings where you just can't go to sleep without writing your thoughts or ideas out?
Is there someone in your family that loves writing or is creative?
Are you surrounded by people who have read your work and still encourage you as your writing is good and tell you to keep going?
When I put my pencil to paper and have little pieces of eraser all around the paper or type and backspace or cut and paste or have crumpled up paper in the recycle bin the above reasons are just enough to keep me within 200-300 words for my homework as to WHY I WRITE.