Why do I write?

What makes me write? After a long week of teaching English, what makes me want to sit at my laptop and put my fingers to the keys, and type?

Some of it must be perseverance, or just plain stubbornness. But writing allows you to do something that life doesn’t often give the opportunity for you to do.

Namely, express yourself.

It allows you to say what you want to say, to create what you want to create, to be who you want to be. As soon as you start writing, if you’re really writing, that is, you no longer become the writer. You become the character. You are the character walking across the grass, pushing against the crypt door, observing all that exists around you. You are the ghost, invading the syrup of minds. You are the graveyard, the stones, every individual blade of grass.

Your mind can go wherever it wants, see whatever it wants to see. And I believe that is what draws me back to writing every time. After a long day at work, that is what makes me sit down and write.

Now, over to you. Why do you like to write? If you don’t write, what would make you start?

Let me know in the comments below.


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