I was asked yesterday why I love so much to write, and that got me thinking. Sure I could say it is a cathartic release or even a way to expel all my pent up creative energy. I love telling stories and weaving completely new worlds. But even though all that is true, I think the answer I gave her was the purest.
Every time I put pen to paper, I get to reinvent myself. Each time I create a world and build the characters that will make it spin, every thread, every first kiss, every single word spoken . . . I get to live it.
Mind you, these lives we pour out on paper only exist in our creative minds, but building them is like living a total separate life for a few hours a day.
So tell me, why do you write?