What a question. I’m sure most writers eventually ask themselves this very question. So now for myself, and those few who might care, I’ll try to answer it also.
I find that most people who write have always wanted to write. Their stories tend to begin in their childhood, shortly after they learned how to read. They were avid readers. They picked up a crayon and began scribbling gibberish in their favorite sky blue. They wrote! Their stories, no matter how silly or bad, had beginnings, middles, and ends. Then they grew older, but never really ‘grew up’ and so they became writers. Real and true writers. I wish that I could say that I was one of those people, but sadly that is not the truth.
In fact, my beginning in writing isn’t really a beginning. It’s more a mess of tangled wire. It’s all just a collection of random facts all which led me to believe that I should be a writer. Then, when I actually began writing, and I mean really writing, I found that I enjoyed it. In fact, I loved it. It’s now a part of who I am and I find that to be brilliant. That’s not to say that I find my writing brilliant, I just find that there is a certain peace with knowing little bits about who I am as a person. It’s exhilarating really. And I love that I write. I love that I love to write.
But where did it all start? I honestly have no idea.
Sometimes I think it might have been the overabundance of Disney movies that I was exposed to as a child. But no, I don’t think that’s really it. If anything, I think Disney movies might be to blame for my dab in cheesy romantic poetry when I was younger. Geez, did I write some awful stuff. True love and all that nonsense. Haha, really though, the less said about that the better…
Sometimes I think it was because of my brothers. I used to watch them play video games, before I really ever played games myself. I wasn’t that into it at first. That kind of all changed when a game called Final Fantasy IX came out (It’s one of my favorite games of all time and I’m listening to the soundtrack of this game as I write this and it’s awesome.) I used to just watch my brothers play. Really good use of my time this was. Well, this game ended up having a story and I remember being enchanted. The story was beautifully unraveling as they played and I freaking loved it. Then I began playing and I loved it even more. I’ve told you all that I was a geek before, right?
Sometimes, I blame J.K. Rowling for HARRY POTTER AND THE ENTIRE GENERATION THAT WAS INFLUENCED TO WRITE. I’m not going to sit here and try to deny it. Her books were brilliant and I know they’re a part of the reason why I write.
Sometimes, I think it was my life during my years at college. I don’t mean to say that it was time at my university itself. It wasn’t like I was close to my English professors and they influenced me to be a writer. No, it was not like that at all. I’m actually quite certain that all my teachers, going back to high school and elementary, are still quite surprised that I’ve decided to pursue a career in writing. I never really received bad marks in class, but I didn’t exactly show interest in doing such a thing. Anyways. I say my life in college, because I learned a lot about myself. I started really thinking for the first time in my life. Combine this thinking with my overactive imagination and there’s a perfect combination for writing.
But what does this all mean? Why do I write? Do I need to write? I’ve heard this numerous times. Writers claim that they need to write. NEED, they say! I don’t know if I need to write. I certainly want to. I really, really want to write. Not in the I’m a selfish bastard, this is what I WANT and all of you can go burn in the fiery pits of Mordor if you think can stop me from writing!!
No. What I mean is that of all the things in the world that I could do, this is the one that I want to do most .
And I think that’s my point. Haha, I’m a bloody poet. I do what I want! That’s why I write. It’s because I want to. I like getting up in the morning and thinking about what I’m going to write. I enjoy creating worlds and characters. I love to think about situations, problems, and rules that exist only in my mind. I want to put it on paper and show it to the world. Maybe I’ll be remembered for it. Maybe my words will disappear quickly. But it doesn’t really matter, because I’m doing what I want to do.
And to me, that is beautiful.