Why I Love to Write

To be honest, I’m surprised I didn’t think of writing this post earlier. I think it’s obvious I love to write, but I don’t think I’ve actually mentioned why.

Maybe that’s because I myself didn’t realize why until today.

I’ve been busy lately. Really busy. With high school, college apps, marching band, and SAT subject tests.

And the truth is, until today, I hadn’t written anything creative since last summer. Which is a pretty long time for me.

Today, I sat down and wrote a poem. You can read it here.

Maybe the poem itself isn’t brilliant (or maybe it is – I don’t know). But it doesn’t matter. The point is, I felt brilliant writing it. I felt lighter, somehow. Definitely happier.

I don’t think writing does this for everyone. But maybe fellow writers can attest to the wonderful feeling of liberation that writing brings after a long period of not writing at all.

Even writing this post is making me feel happier! 🙂

The more stressed I get, the more I tell myself I have no time for writing. Other things fight for attention and my poor writing gets left in the dust.

But I think also that the more I write, the freer I feel. And I don’t have to write a book every day.

A poem once in a while is enough.