Wednesday, 13 August 2014

Why I Write

There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.
I recently happened upon the above quote by Maya Angelou and it made me reflect on why I became a writer. It was never really a conscious choice that I made I just had to write. My mind is constantly filled with dozens of ideas. I imagine them trapped in there like exquisite caged butterflies and one by one I take them out, write them down and let them fly off and exist in the great wide world. 

I keep a notebook of ideas and a list of stories I still need to write. To date I've written eleven novels with more than double that still to go. But every week or so I'm adding to my list of books to write as new ideas flutter in to my head. 

I love writing. It really is that simple. Locking myself away and pouring my imagination out on to the blank screen is extremely cathartic for me to the point where the most miserable times in my life have been the points where for whatever reason I wasn't writing. Now I'm lucky enough to write on a daily basis and I love it. I love giving life to my ideas, my characters. I just wish there were more hours in the day so that I could write all of the stories within me which are just bursting to get out! 

My hope is that one day that cage in my mind will empty and all my ideas will be free and alive but I have a sneaky suspicion that will never happen...

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