Because this wanted out
Feb. 16th, 2005 01:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
annathepiperI write because my head, like the Tardis, is much bigger inside than out.
It contains multitudes. It spans civilized nations and uncharted regions, ancient realms and vibrant young spacefaring cultures. Heroes live in it, and so do rogues, and sometimes as the same being. Elves, dragons, and aliens all vie for my attention. There are mysterious happenings. There is treachery. There is romance. My heroines wield blaster and bow, sword and gun, flute and mandolin and guitar with equal proficiency. They will go toe-to-toe with my heroes when it comes to saving the universe.
I write because I love words. Words like 'luminous' and 'lambent' and 'obstreperous' fill my thoughts with rhythm. I write because I love creating the structure of paragraphs and chapters and plots.
I look at my friends who are writing, and see them exultant. I think to myself, "Why aren't I doing that?" And I write, and it is good, because I have always wanted to write. Now that I am, I feel off kilter when I am not.
As a child, I wrote to escape the world. As an adult, I write to find the best of what's beyond the world and bring it back to share, like cookies. There is too much angst in the world, and if I can't fix it for real people, the least I can do is fix it for my characters. Maybe, at the same time, I will give someone else an idea about how to fix their angst.
I write because there aren't enough women in fantasy and science fiction yet, and because I like magic, music, and ships that go fast through oceans of stars.
I write because I am shy, and words are my refuge and strength.
I look at other books and get annoyed by abuse of the language, or things of which I do not approve happening to characters who seize my fancy. I write because part of me challenges in vexation, "Can you do better?" I look at other books and love them, for Harimad-sol and Dun Lady's Jess and courage imbuing the very air. And I write because part of me challenges in admiration, "Can you do better?"
My head is stuffed to overflowing with stories, and if I don't write and let them out, my characters will never give me a moment's peace. Also, my brain might explode, and that would ruin the inside of my hat.
I write because I can, and I write because I must.
All of these things, and more, are why I write.
It contains multitudes. It spans civilized nations and uncharted regions, ancient realms and vibrant young spacefaring cultures. Heroes live in it, and so do rogues, and sometimes as the same being. Elves, dragons, and aliens all vie for my attention. There are mysterious happenings. There is treachery. There is romance. My heroines wield blaster and bow, sword and gun, flute and mandolin and guitar with equal proficiency. They will go toe-to-toe with my heroes when it comes to saving the universe.
I write because I love words. Words like 'luminous' and 'lambent' and 'obstreperous' fill my thoughts with rhythm. I write because I love creating the structure of paragraphs and chapters and plots.
I look at my friends who are writing, and see them exultant. I think to myself, "Why aren't I doing that?" And I write, and it is good, because I have always wanted to write. Now that I am, I feel off kilter when I am not.
As a child, I wrote to escape the world. As an adult, I write to find the best of what's beyond the world and bring it back to share, like cookies. There is too much angst in the world, and if I can't fix it for real people, the least I can do is fix it for my characters. Maybe, at the same time, I will give someone else an idea about how to fix their angst.
I write because there aren't enough women in fantasy and science fiction yet, and because I like magic, music, and ships that go fast through oceans of stars.
I write because I am shy, and words are my refuge and strength.
I look at other books and get annoyed by abuse of the language, or things of which I do not approve happening to characters who seize my fancy. I write because part of me challenges in vexation, "Can you do better?" I look at other books and love them, for Harimad-sol and Dun Lady's Jess and courage imbuing the very air. And I write because part of me challenges in admiration, "Can you do better?"
My head is stuffed to overflowing with stories, and if I don't write and let them out, my characters will never give me a moment's peace. Also, my brain might explode, and that would ruin the inside of my hat.
I write because I can, and I write because I must.
All of these things, and more, are why I write.
