I love that there is no one way to talk about writing; it’s different for everyone.
For me, writing is a way to get out all of the jumbled-up ideas caught in my head and then somehow morph those ideas into an organized whole. It doesn’t always work out like that! Sometimes the morphing stops half-way, and I have to scrap the whole project and start again. This is what I refer to as “almost-writer’s block.” I’ve written it all, but now I can’t seem to get it all to make sense. But the beauty of writing is that even when something doesn’t make sense, you can still make it beautiful. A lot of poetry is a great example of this!
I love that writing is personal.
I can write whatever I want because no one ever has to see it if I don’t want them to. I can rip that page out or highlight and delete whole passages if I want to keep my thoughts to myself.
I love that writing makes you think a lot.
I’ve noticed that a lot of our modern culture involves moving super fast and not stopping to take a deep breath and reflect. When I write – even if I’m writing fiction – I’m constantly thinking about my life and reflecting on things that are current.
I love that writing is shareable.
There are times – a lot of times – when I want the people close to me to know what I’ve been thinking about, but I can’t actually tell them face-to-face. That’s when I turn to the writing I’ve been doing recently.
Writing is about more than blogging, noveling, or making poetry. It’s about expressing what weird, stupid, or “dumb” things are floating around inside your head that you would be afraid to express otherwise. If writing wasn’t a thing, the world would understand a whole hell of a lot less than what it understands now (which isn’t a lot when you think about it).