Why We Want To Be Writers

This is an engaging question where all writers have their set of fascinating perspectives that coaxes the readers as well as the aspiring writers. One of the strongest forms of communications, which separates humans from other living creatures, is the ability to communicate through shuffling and jumbling letters and words, and crafting those alphabets into condescend sentences and paragraphs. Let me put forth some reasons which are fancied by most of the writers when they are forced upon the question – Why we write?


My girlfriend likes writers.

To connect with others whom I might never have had any     contact with otherwise.

Writing can change lives.

When people ask what I do, I probably have something to point to.

I’m passionate about it.

It’s cool, you will be looked upon as an intellectual mind.

To make a difference (Seriously?)

If those were the answers, I’m sure all of us are truly being dishonest at this juncture. John Bonville said, we write because we want to write. There is no reasoning to it. Like the saying goes, there is no reason for someone to fall in love. If you need a reason then let that reason be love. It is that simple. It helps to communicate and understand ourselves. People will strike the chord too, only when we do it with honesty and sincerity. We can never force ourselves to write, it has to happen naturally.

Charles Bukwoski’s poem on writing clearly states what, why and how it happens. He says: don’t write unless it comes out of your soul like a rocket. Unless being still would drive you to madness or suicide or murder, don’t do it. When it is truly time and if you have been chosen, it will do it by itself and it will keep on doing it till you die or it dies in you.

So, why do you want to be a writer?

You know the answer. It is not our choice. They – the stories and facts – choose and use us as medium to record and spread their existence to the world. We are just the tools. The stories pick the best narrator for that particular event. Next time, when stories knock, just be kind, don’t resist or try to divert it. All we have to do is just go with the flow. Let it do its job, and in the end of that process, a writer will be born. There is no other way and there never was.

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