Why Do You Write?

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It’s been a while since I’ve sat at my writing desk and composed something other than class notes and lesson plans. For a few years now, I’ve been teaching English and Civics to newly arrived immigrants and work skills to the unemployed. I absolutely love my job, but in between getting ESL certifications and going to meetings about how to best reach my students, I’ve neglected my literary muscle. So, in an attempt to create something fresh (so that The Embers of War can finally get finished this winter), I’ve embarked on a 30 day blogging challenge. I hope I don’t forget about it tomorrow.

I know, I know, blogging is on the wane (or pretty much dead), but this isn’t as much about the industry of blogging (is it an industry?) as it is about me making time to remember how to type for creative purposes. If you wish to subscribe, I promise to write something interesting every day. So, here goes:

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Day One: Why Do You Write?

I write because I have something to say. Whether it’s a world that’s being invented inside my head and it needs to come out, an idea that I feel needs to be shared, or just a really good wave of prose that I want to roll out onto the computer screen. Sometimes, the words just come, and since writing is what I did nearly as quickly as I started talking, this is how I express myself. After three novels, one nonfiction book, and a host of articles, marketing materials, short stories, essays, and poems, I can’t just stop writing, because I’m doing something else as well. It’s my breath, really, this writing practice. I breath in reading and exhale script. The day the pen or the keyboard ceases to be my voice is the day the world ends, at least, for me, because before all else–before beloved husband and children, before teaching and learning, before houses and mortgages, before churches and synagogues, I was writing, and it’s who I am. And all of those beautiful, most important people mentioned above, have entered into my writing in the deepest ways now. People say you aren’t what you do, or that your profession is not your identity. Yes, it is. Don’t be stupid. Everything you do is part of your identity. I have written great stuff and real crap. All writers have. I hope to keep up the tradition of writing everything until something good rises to the top. the grit to keep writing is what makes writing successful. Why do you write?

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