Everything has a purpose. Maybe. To be honest, the jury is still out on cockroaches.
Writing though, not being a six legged harbinger of doom, should. Does.
For some, it’s simply catharsis. An outlet, a release of pent-up creative energy. It’s a way to take the stories in your head and empty them out once in awhile, freeing your brain up for other things. It’s not meant to be seen by anyone. It is for the author alone. And that’s great
For others, its a want to share ideas with the world, to feel you really have something here, and that something needs to be told. That’s great too.
For some, it’s a means to a career. The ability to do what you love and be paid for it. That’s awesome.
For me, and for many authors, I think, it’s a mix of the three. My writing, when it flows well and when I’m having moments of “genius”, is cathartic, and way cheaper than therapy. I also feel, on my good days, that I have a story that begs telling, that what I’m writing hasn’t been written before, that PEOPLE SHOULD READ THIS.
And, possibly least idealistic and starry-eyed of all, I want to give someone words and have them give me a check. Preferably a substantial one.
It’s important to know what you want from your writing, because it affects the way you write. It affects whether or not you hire a professional editor. For that matter, whether you edit at all. Going in with an end in mind, even a hazy, changeable one, gives you focus and drive, even on days when writing seems like the least desirable thing on your list.
Speaking of, for days like that, I’ve found this:
The pin eventually redirects to this lovely little tumblr. Anyways, happy writing, find your focus and your purpose. Enjoy .