Why I Write
I can’t say that I’ve always loved writing; but I’ve always loved stories.
I’m pretty sure that as soon as we could talk, my siblings and I would implore our parents, “Tell us a story about when you were little.”; “What happened to your Uncle Clint again?” ; “What was I like when I was a baby?”
We loved hearing stories about our parents, their families, and ourselves – no matter how many times we heard them. They connected us to our past and gave us glimpses of why we’re who we are – and maybe who we were to become.
As I got older, I started looking into my family history and finding all sorts of interesting people and events that would make great stories. Over the past five years, as I’ve had time, I’d research some of them and post the stories on a blog.
I really enjoyed both the research and the writing, but I didn’t once think that I’d make the leap to doing this full time.
As I started writing, so many other story ideas popped into my head that I cold barely keep track of them all! For each one, a theme emerged – I was telling the stories of those no longer with us to keep their memories alive. It’s both exciting and a little scary.
But, I know this is what I’m meant to do. When I’m writing I don’t look for distractions. Before, I’d spend too much time surfing the internet, reading news, checking Twitter, and just general procrastination.
When I’m writing, hours can go by and I don’t look up once. So, I’m now firmly on this new path for my life. Can’t wait to see how it all turns out :).