Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Why I Write

I write entirely to find out what I'm thinking, what I'm looking at, what I see and what it means. What I want and what I fear.
~Joan Didion

Writing is my way of letting go, releasing, feelings, and experiencing. I write to let my guard down, to truly feel the emotions that I need to feel, to be vulnerable baring my soul. I write to feel emotions that have no true expression, no one universal signal. To weave together words like a carefully composed symphony that alone seem chaotic and random, but together form the story of my life. Sometimes writing is almost a spiritual experience, my way to commune with myself and the something bigger than myself.  

I write to remember places, people, events, encapsulated in a perfect moment of time. I write to surrender my consciousness and my soul. Writing is how I touch the inner core of myself, to fully know myself, to travel to a place within that is unreachable by any other means. Occasionally I weave words together to distract myself from the unpleasantness of life, when obstacles seem to overwhelming or large. 

I write to appreciate how delicate and fragile life can be, examining both the complexities and simplicities of mere existence. I write to lose myself, to meander down the road less traveled, exploring new thoughts and ways of being. 

I write to own something that is completely and totally mine in a way few people will ever understand. While we all may share the same words, the way that they are woven and braided together belong solely to me. The story and journey are mine alone to live.

Today is National Writing Day. In honor of the day, tell me, why do you write?