Hello my friends!
Kayeleen Hamblin has started a "Why I Write" blogfest, and since Kayeleen is super sweet, has a rockalicious blog, and it seemed like a good idea at the time I decided to participate.
Linky loo here:
For this bloggety blogfestaliciousness, we are (obviously) blogging about what compels us to write.
I signed up last week, thinking "Oh, this is easy!"
And then I thought about it.
And I couldn't come up with anything that wasn't...well, derivative (that's for you, rook).
I mean, I could talk about how I suffer from the book fever. I used to lock myself up for DAYS as a kid/teenager/last week and fall so hard into a book/series/author that someone would have to yank me forcefully from my stupor and make me shower because the stink was spreading down the hall.
But, as writers, doesn't that apply to all of us? You all know that about me, right? (not the stank part - because fortunately that can't be spread through the interwebs - but the reading is my LIFE part.)
I could also talk about how I wrote some stuff when I was younger, and one of my English teachers was constantly hounding me to submit to the school's creative writing publication but I never did it because I really didn't think it was that great AND I was embarrassed enough when she read my vignette to the whole class.
Or, maybe I write because both of my parents are English professors and my house is full of books and writerly talk...I mean who wouldn't be a writer?
But really, when you get down to the nitty gritty, get rid of everything else...there's really only one reason I write.
It's a rush! Like when you write a scene and you KNOW it's good (even if you have to throw it away later) and you can't stop grinning like someone just told you that Colin Firth is on his way over to your house and he wants to make out with you (please God, let that happen to me. My husband will understand...maybe).
Or when you read something you wrote and you realize that you're writing better than you did a year ago. Or six months ago. Or three weeks ago.
Or when you get to write "The End" on something you've slaved over for months, or years, and you know you aren't done yet, but the fun has just begun.
Either that or I really love rejection (it hurts SO GOOD).
Okay. That's all I got today. Now hop on over to Kayeleen's blog and check out everyone else who is participating because I'm sure they are super mega rockstars! (Because let's face it, all writers are).