Saturday, November 26, 2016

Why Do I Write?

This is a question that has been perplexing me all day now.  Why do I write?  I was trying to come up with a topic to write about which led to me questioning why I should write at all which led to this particular existential crisis that I find myself in right now.  I write because I think I am good at it but how is one good at writing exactly?  Writing is something that everyone who has the privilege of going to public school has to do at some point so how can one be good at it?  I guess it is like being good at painting or sculpting.  In kindergarten we all got finger paints and Play-Doh and for most of us it never went beyond that but some people clung to that.  They kept painting getting better and better.  Or they kept sculpting that Play-Doh until it was perfect.  I wonder if they made their parents buy them the newest art supplies to keep up with their addiction.  I remember when I was a teenager, I had a plastic box under my bed that just had books and books of loose leaf notebook paper.  It truly was like an addiction and I suppose it still is today I mean here I am getting a fix right now it's just a little bit more of an elegant solution to said problem.  Why did I think I needed so much paper?  I guess in case I needed to write something RIGHT THEN AND THERE.

It's the power.  That's the answer and I know it deep down.  That's why I like creative writing more than anything else and that's also why I can't finish any of the goddamn projects that I start.  When I write a story, I am God.  I create life and I destroy it.  I don't have to worry about work or politics or my family or being twenty-seven and still living with your FUCKING PARENTS! I just have to sit down in front of my computer, put on some music, and play God.  It's the same reason I play video games.  I can feel in control when in reality I can not actually control a fucking thing.  I'm scared.  And this is what I do when I'm scared.

Okay so that answers why I write, so what should I write? That's what started all this.  I still do not know. What I do know is that I made a promise to myself that starting today I would write something every day and it looks like at least today I kept that promise.  So that's something.

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