Yesterday was the National Day on Writing (a day I would have sadly missed if it weren’t for Twitter), and I was thrilled to see writers all over the web talking about the reasons they write.
Just a tiny sample from the gloriousness on Twitter.
@msolomonteacher – Writing transforms thought into action.
@neilhimself (Neil Gaiman) Because I can lie beautiful true things into existence, & let people escape from inside their own heads & see through other eyes.
@rockchalkreader I believe people are made of stories.
@gaylebrandeis It blasts me wide open–mind, senses, heart. (In fact, Gayle posted a lovely list of reasons – you should check them all out.)
My answer – I write because it gives me balance, helps me think more clearly, and may – in some small way – change life for the better.
Terry Tempest Williams also beautifully articulated her reasons in her essay “Why I Write” (included in Forche and Gerard’s collection Writing Creative Nonfiction). She concludes her essay this way:
I write because it is dangerous, a bloody risk, like love, to form the words, to say the words, to touch the source, to be touched, to reveal how vulnerable we are, how transient
I write as though I am whispering in the ear of the one I love.
Why do you write? What is your manifesto for words?