I’ve always been curious as to why writers write. What drives them to the computer or notepad to carefully craft out a story and painstakingly choose each and every word? It’s a question that has been asked before to writers of all kind.
Some famous authors have confessed the reasons why they write:
“The only thing that makes me crazier than writing is not writing,” Sara Gruen
“I write to dream; to connect with other human beings; to record; to clarify; to visit the dead. I have a kind of primitive need to leave a mark on the world. Also, I have a need for money.” Mary Karr
“If I don’t write to empty my mind, I go mad,” Lord Byron
“My aim is to put down on paper what I see and what I feel in the best and simplest way.” Ernest Hemingway
“Writers write about what obsesses them. You draw those cards. I lost my mother when I was 14. My daughter died at the age of 6. I lost my faith as a Catholic. When I’m writing, the darkness is always there. I go where the pain is.” Anne Rice
Sometimes I’m not sure why I write, and other times is so clear that I can’t keep myself away from it. I write to sort out my thoughts, to find myself, to create, and because frankly it’s a sick obsession. I love being able to string a series of words together and feel something after I read it. That feeling brings me back to writing again and again.
We all have different reasons for writing. What’s yours?