I really didn't know how to answer this weeks question, "Why I write?" It should be simple enough, I mean we don't just sit down and decide we want to write a book for the shits and giggles. But I didn't want to give a basic blanket meaning to my writing. I don't write because I feel the drive to get published, I don't write because I was so inspired by someones writing I had to one-up them. No, none of that.
It really didn't occur to me why I wrote until the other day.
I was sitting in reversal for a show I'm stage managing and I just mentally left my body. I moved though the room, almost as if my spirit had been released. I looked at everyone in that tiny room, on the second floor, singing Christmas songs before Halloween,
Then it hit me, I like to write--or for a better term I like to CREATE things because I am in love with the feeling of being part of something that's bigger than myself. Almost the same reason that people cling to religions. There is comfort in numbers and having control of a project.
I like creating my own worlds where I am in charge. I love exploring and creating on my own. But in the same thought I like creating large events where I'm working with people from all over the world. I like existing outside myself and when I'm forced to be me for even a few minutes--when I'm grounded to earth, I become a snappy, stressed person.
I think it's funny that in my psychology class I was told to take a test, it told me that I was over stressed. But I'm not, no, not right now, I'm in control... I'm creating. I'm doing things that I love. I'm existing in a world of people, living together, working together.
So that's why I write: I want to be part of something bigger than myself. I like to be in control. Almost conflicting thoughts. But they're mine.
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