I’m joining Lisa-Jo Baker and a bunch of other profound bloggers for:
When I was a little girl I would write stories… I once attempted to write a novel… I may have gotten 3 chapters in and abandoned the project.
When I was a teenager I wrote dark poetry… in fact a poem that I titled “Death” made it into the book that my school published.
Thankfully I grew out of that dark time… and now I write because the questions need a place to live… I write because my thoughts need an avenue to stroll… I write because sometimes its a better idea than telling that person face to face.
I read the writing of others… I read to expand my thoughts… to relate to others… to adopt tidbits of others ideas… to change my life… because that’s what writing does for me… mine and others.