Why I Write


'Writing' photo (c) 2008, Tony Hall - license: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nd/2.0/I think every now and then a person needs to sit back and maybe just reexamine why they do some things that they do.  That being said, I sometimes find it hard to say that I’m a writer.  Because it’s just one of the things that I do.  For those who don’t know I write, I’m a real estate agent, or drummer for our praise team at church, or small group leader, or daughter, sister or friend.  And I love being every single one of those things.

But it’s hard for me to tell people I’m a writer.

I don’t really know why.  I guess in my mind it’s something that since a lot of people don’t know it about me, then that makes it less real.  But I get online four days a week and write blog posts.  Two here and two on Run With The Big Girls.  And I love it.  There are times when my day has been awesome, but it doesn’t really feel complete until I sit down and start hammering on the keys on my laptop.  There are some days that have been horrible and the only thing that brings me comfort that day is when I sit down in front of the computer and just pour it all out, whether you read it or not.

I think that’s part of it.  I write.  Even if you don’t see it.  Even if you will never see it.  And even if I want to burn it later, I still write.  I think that’s what makes me a writer.  Most of the time it’s just good therapy.

There are days when I have absolutely no idea what to write about, so I just start looking around my house or out in my yard or call a friend.  Writing has made me more observant.  It makes me pay more attention to things I never would have noticed before.  And it’s in those times that I feel more alive.

So, yeah.  I’m a writer.  It still feels weird to say it, but I think a person needs to figure out why they do things.  And in sitting down and taking a deep look at why and when I write, it’s helped me come to the conclusion that it doesn’t matter who reads the words I put down.  I love you all, but if you never read another word I wrote, I would still write.  Because sometimes it’s the only time I can get my thoughts together.  And even sometimes it’s the only way I can really find out how I feel about certain subjects.

This is my life I’m working out on this blog.  I hope you enjoy it.  Because I love writing it.

And that is why I write.

What about you?  Why do you do what you do?

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  • Debbie Legg


    • Sort of. I play a djembe, so I only have one drum to hit and it’s just with my hands. So as long as I can keep a beat, it doesn’t sound horrible 😉

  • Debbie Legg

    I have trouble saying I’m a writer, too. I’m getting better about it, though. 🙂