Why I Write…

A Creative Writer Mind

To sit down and ponder over what it is that drives me to write is something I find maddening. It’s one of those things that you feel like you should be able to do with ease, and then you sit down to put down the words and you freeze. That being said, I’d like to believe that my inability to pinpoint the reason is because there is an abundance of them, and because I have been writing for as long as I can remember. It’s always just been something that was a part of me, and something that I wanted to do ever since I was little. I was a shy kid, and still am, and it has always been so much easier for me to sit down and write out what I need to say instead of vocalizing it.

I guess you could say that I write because even…

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  1. I agree it is so hard to just find that one reason, I write because I have too, because I couldn’t do anything else

    Erik

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