Why I Write

Writing has always been a part of my life. From the moment I was born, I swear it felt like I had a pen in my hand. Truthfully speaking, though, that’s not what really happened. I’ve spoken about writing a lot on this blog, but I haven’t said much about myself. As the owner of a blog dedicated to writing, it seems only fair that I share with you all what motivated me to start what is now my lifelong passion.

Growing up, I was always attracted to writing. I would write stories and keep diaries in my free time. What really motivated me to become a writer though, was a comment someone said to me in third grade. We were writing poetry in class, and I found myself creating poems constantly. I quickly became enamored with poetry, and would spend my time in the back of the classroom furiously scribbling down words. I remember the moment I knew I wanted to keep writing- when I handed my assistant teacher my poem, he read it before fondly stating that I was a “Little Shakespeare.” Although I am sure he no longer remembers this, or maybe even me, I certainly remember what he said, because that one comment quickly turned writing from a hobby into a full-blown passion for me.

From that moment, it was like a switch was flipped within me. Throughout my elementary and middle school years, I would write poems about my hobbies, feelings, and thoughts. As a middle schooler, I used poetry as an outlet, and wrote numerous angsty, depressing, and sometimes angry poems (I’m sure others can relate.) I continued writing poetry into high school, with many failed attempts at short stories, novels, and plays along the way. It wasn’t until I took a three-week intensive writing program at a college campus that I really began to view writing differently. It wasn’t just a passion- it was a career option. Never had I even considered that I was good enough to be a “professional” writer. From that point on, writing was more than an outlet- it was a life source. It sounds cheesy, but without writing, I don’t know who I’d be. Today, I write to be more creative, to challenge myself, and to make new discoveries. Writing has made me a more observant and more thoughtful person, and that’s why I love it so much. In more poetic, figurative terms, I write to spill out all of the contents of my brain on paper and see if it can make something beautiful.

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Thanks for reading! Did you relate? Why do you write? Let me know in the comments below, and be sure to check out my TwitterInstagram, and Pinterest to stay updated!

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15 thoughts on “Why I Write”

  1. Lovely post, amazing to hear what writing means to you!
    I always loved stories when I was little and as soon as I started school I loved when we studied books and poems. I used to write (really awful!) poetry books for my mum when I was 6, and then won a writing competition for a short story when I was nine…since then, I’ve simply never considered NOT writing. I love it ❤

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  2. This is such a beautiful love letter to writing! 😊📚 I love reading about other people’s writing journeys, because writing is a passion of mine as well and something I do everyday. Writing is such a wonderful way to remember happy memories, reflect on life, and also learn things about yourself. I love writing stories because no matter how fantastical or detached from reality they are, my stories are a reflection of who I am. I learn something insightful about myself with each story I write about, each character I develop, and each written world that I create. 😄 I enjoyed reading your post!

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