Today is National Writing Day, which if you're a writer is every day. Writers talk a lot about how they write - the process, the craft, and the headaches they endure as they try to pour story from their minds into a siphon that will drip letters onto the page. But the why, which is perhaps the most important question, is often brushed aside.
It doesn't seem as important why, so long as the book is written. Perseverance is the foundation of any authors success, and so getting the job done, then pushing to get the work out becomes the more important criteria.
But without the why, the rest of the wold wouldn't get built.
I write because I fell in love with the reading rainbow as a child. I began to see life as inside and outside of the pages, and disliking the separation, wrote them together. I write for escape, understanding, empathy, laughter, and love. For all the things I wish to see and believe in, I write.
Gandhi said for us to be the changes we wish to see in the world. So I write to see mine, then read them back to embody the essence.
Plus, it's just damn good fun.