Writing- for expression, for kicks-and-giggles, because we are forced, to get those countless, unformed, endless stories[words] out of your head before it explodes!
The thing I want to do until I can't do anything anymore.
Because you can't escape writing, but more to the point, words. Countless words everywhere always. Around me and in my mind. Words in sentences, in fragments, as run-ons, as incomplete thoughts. Always. Swirling in an organized mess through my head and past my eyes day in and day out.
Pictures they forms, memories they evoke, feelings they inspire, and of course more and more stories they create. Endless possibilities. Yes, endless possibilities.
I want to pour my head into a piece to my hearts content and see people's reactions to what I have created. My numerous 70 page spiral notebooks and unfinished typed thoughts need to be put to use as something more than a mind pressure release.
For I am writer who lives in more worlds than she can count with tales upon tales they want her to write so she acts as a vessel for them to dictate to so she may record their accounts. Their stories flow through me and onto paper almost without my consideration and as you sit and ask me "Where do these stories come from?" and "How do you write something like that?" I answer with "Good questions; I don't know."
Because I write about things I know and things I couldn't, and I want to document feelings my own and not, and I want to create feelings you would rather not feel, make you picture scenes you'd like to forget.
One day, I am going to be sitting in front of a computer, fingers flying (with hopefully more accuracy than now) writing sequels and trilogies, and chronicles, and series that have no hope for an end and no hope for continuing because instead of dwindling down the ideas crowding my head and vying for attention I have no possible hope of paying them because not only are other ideas before them, but some I am going to start and never finish, and others are going to go on and on and on and on, and others are going to create more pressing ideas that I absolutely must write before the others and don't get me started on all the READING I must do.
And the poetry. And short stories. Them too.
Why put myself through the torture of a mind full to bursting (that just might) and the stress of expressing it all out justso and the anxiety of what to write next and the dreaded inevitable wWriter's Block?
Because I can create something truly fantastic, and that's more than many people can ever hope to accomplish or will accomplish, and because it's so damn fun.
The power held[wielded] by writers.