Thank you, I finally got that push to put this down.
I came across the #WhyDoIWrite challenge on instagram and I wrote the short piece in the image above. After coming across it again on one of those award reply posts, I thought I’d give it a shot. Actually, the question was “what is the meaning of your blog name/address” – that kind of led me back to the piece above. While the night I created this blog is still very fresh in my memory, I do not know or remember what the blog domain name means. Maybe the poem above captures it perfectly.
So why do I write? I’m not exactly sure why; a plethora of reasons. I have come across several short poems that do some of them justice while at the same time not capturing the full picture.
I wrote this not too long ago:-
Maybe that is why I write
It allows me to be vulnerable enough
To express myself
Go through the motions
Without thinking of any judgement
Do writers always know where their work is going? Not always
The last time I thought about writing this piece, I thought it was going to centre on truth and whether or not it is relative.
I am reminded of a CS Lewis quote; A man makes a friend when he discovers that what he previously thought were his own idiosyncrasies are not entirely his — another shares them (paraphrased). Maybe we write in hopes that others have felt that way or share the same views.
People always say write about what you know (I have never really heard anyone say this in person)
Maybe more accurately; write what (you think/believe) you know
Do you write? (Un)published? Ever thought about why?
To make sense of things?
Just for the pay?
For the applause?
An ever changing combination of the aforementioned?