Why I Write

I was recently asked why I spend so much time writing...why I have written my whole life...why I feel the need to write. The answer was simple:

“I write because I can’t NOT write. I love it and I loathe it. It lifts me up and it burdens me. It hollows out my insides and it fulfills me. It is a consuming passion, driven not from a choice but from an endless craving. To ask me not to write would be asking me not to breathe.”