Why Write?

The last thing in the world I want is fame. The second last thing in the world I want is wealth. Those are not my reasons for writing, even though I spoke about writing for pay in my last post. (How can I buy coffee, an internet connection, and printer ink without pay?)

I write because it's the way I've always wanted to spend my time. I feel right in my skin as a writer.

Even though I knew from about age seven that I wanted to be a writer, my stories didn't have worthwhile themes.

In one short story in my senior year of high school, I wrote about a young singer who decided to sing songs she had penned, rather than cover songs of other artists. That was as deep as I went back then. Having something important to say is crucial.

I feel I've been through some tough things in life. I could make a list here, but I'd run out of space. Maybe something I have to say can help someone. That's it. That's why I write. To build up the Body, and more importantly in my mind, to help some find Truth.

If when I get to heaven just one person comes over and tells me something I said or wrote helped them, it will have been worth it.