A while back I had written a blog on the same. I had started with the quote:
“Words are of course, the most powerful drug used by mankind.”- Rudyard Kipling
I write because I’ve found what I love, I enjoy it! You know how in university you’re confronted by a pile of calculus or chemistry books? You groan and moan, the thought of staying up nights to get those assignments done…in the workplace, the stack of paperwork makes you overly irritable and you just want it over with.
Well, when it comes to writing I didn’t moan and groan (at least, not unhappily) it was like an adrenaline rush! There was this anticipation in me, I actually looked forward to taking part in a particular writing challenge. Even if I had to stay up late, even if it took hours, I didn’t hate it, I didn’t dislike it as I did other subjects.
I write because I’ve found a way to vent in this interconnected world of ours. My voice, my words out there, for others across the globe to read. We’re all linked and actions on one side of the world inevitably affect the other, affect me and now I have a way of letting the other side understand.
When I pick up a book, I marvel at how an author can use words to describe features, scenes, feelings and the reader immediately forms pictures in her mind…I want to do that! I may not be a genius at it, but there’s this yearning in me that craves to write this way.
I write because I’ve found my ecstasy, something I can be good at and that’s a really, really great feeling. Even when I get stuck, I don’t want to give up, I want to keep at it. It’s something I’ve discovered as mine.
“Hide not your talents, they for use were made. What’s a sun-dial in the shade?” – Benjamin Franklin