I write because of days like today. I write because I have to say something and it’s too hard to do it face to face. I write because it’s easier to sort through my feelings on paper than it is during a screaming match. I write because I can keep it as private or as public as I want. I write because I don’t know how to not write. Even when I’m not doing much formal writing, I write text messages, emails, tweets. I’m writing all the time, whether it’s fiction or short 140 character insights into my daily life and random thoughts. I write because it give me more time to find just the right word, the right phrase to express what I’m feeling. I write because I can delete my mistakes and “perfect” what I’m saying. I write words because I can’t write music, and I write words because it’s more constructive and less destructive than hauling off and punching someone. I write because no matter how much fun dancing is, I can’t choreograph my styles to say what I want. I write because it’s healthier than going to a bar and soaking my ego in a bottle of Irish whiskey. I write because it’s cheaper than buying half the stock on Modcloth and getting frustrated when it won’t fit. I write so that my friends don’t have to listen to me bitch all the time. I write because like thinking, I can do it anytime and anyplace as long as I have pen and paper. I write because I want to remember details, feelings, images. I write because I don’t know how I would get it all out otherwise. Words are a comfort to me. I write because I am me. I am a writer.
