Life as a writer is always… interesting. Last month I wrote about what words can mean and the power they hold. This month as it’s the shortest month of the year I plan to keep this blog entry short as well.
I recently read a really interesting entry on Tumblr where the writer made the statement: “writers write for their work to be read.”
When I sit down to write I do it because I have ideas floating around in my head that are fighting to get out. I don’t do it because I want people to read what I’m getting out of my head, mainly because most of them don’t make sense to me let alone some poor person who will end up reading it.
Choosing to share your writing is a choice. You either do or you don’t. You make that choice after you write. Not before.
I am choosing to share this blog with you, it’s a choice I now make every month. I first and foremost write for me. I may write something and share it and it will connect with someone then that’s lovely. But I don’t write for that purpose. I think if I started to write that way I would begin to write less and it would destroy the creative aspects of writing I enjoy. Yes I like people to read what I choose to put out but it’s not my motivation for writing.
I write because it’s a release for me on a personal level.
So my question to you is: Why do you write? If you don’t, what stops you?