I love reading. I love stories. I love being absorbed into another world where there is action, mystery, or history and a decent dose of romance. And for now, for the most part, I seek these intoxicating places where I can trust not having to be completely devastated by the ending.
This is the same reason why I write. I love going to another place; a place I can make safe, or I can make dangerous, but it doesn’t permanently break me. I can create settings and just vacation in them awhile. I can create characters I would love to really meet, or villains I would rather not.
I tried to give up writing several times, thinking that shouldn’t be part of my roles. It was devastating. I got no more done than before, and I was incredibly miserable.
Though I didn’t appreciate it at the time, these were important experiences. Writing is ethereal, writing is exhilarating, writing is soul wrenching and writing is exasperating beyond belief. One of my author friends shared advice she heard another author impart. It goes something like this. “What advice would you give about writing?” Author’s answer, “Don’t. Unless you have to.”
I already know the answer to that. Yes, I could give it up if I absolutely had to, but as close to ‘having’ to do something as there is, I have to write.