I sit here, looking at an overcast sky, a strawberry scented candle aflame beside me, and I wonder: Why write?
Because I want to.
I write this blog for my own purposes and if someone else enjoys it, that's a bonus. If someone else is inspired by it, or learns from it, that's even better. When I write my stories, I write them because I want to tell the story.
I would be lying if I said I have no interest in publication, or not earning a living from writing because I do want those things. Occasionally, however, it is worth reminding myself that the reason I started writing is to put into words the stories I have floating around my head.
When something that I have written, be it a short story, a book review or (hopefully) a novel, gets published I'm thankful and happy. They are the bonus times.
Today, though, I am reminding myself that I write because I want to and because I enjoy it.