WHY I
WRITE
by Stacey Baty Patterson10-23-12
Why do I write? Why does anyone write? What need are we
fulfilling when we write?
I can only convey my personal
experience. I write because I love to read other people's writings. When I was
a child my favorite place to visit was the library. My mom and I would go to
the library after she picked me up from school. I felt so grown-up having my
own library card! There was a power in that library card. That library card had
the power to open up worlds that I had only dreamed of. When I stood in front
of the library and looked at the old building, I imagined there was a giant
cocktail party of ancient sages, sharing their wisdom of the ages. They had all
come from different paths and lived different lives, and had finally met in the
old building to share their amazing journeys with one another and the rest of
the world. It was as if these sages were holding a party just for me as I
walked in the doors and marveled at the incredible amount of information
standing before me, on shelf after shelf. It was magic to me. I felt that
someone had gathered up all the riches in the world and placed them here for me,
for my continual and lifelong enjoyment. That's what the library meant to me as
a child. All of their writing made me respect their journeys as well as realize
that I have my own journey to share with the rest of the world. That's why I write.
I have an amazing inner critic that
blocks me with fear as I begin each writing piece. Every time I encountered
that critic I'm astounded by the power that critic has over me. I need people
who have written and overcome their inner critic, to encourage me to ignore the
rantings and ravings of that crazy inner gatekeeper that tries to block my
ideas from being shared. Writing is a scary and wonderful process which is
cathartic and engaging, when I can focus my attention on my journey and not my
shortcomings. I get great peace from writing. There's nothing like finishing a
paper and knowing it was a job well done. I love that feeling.
I still love the library. It’s still my favorite place to
go. I can spend hours and hours cruising and perusing at the library, to the
point that I may lose track of all space and time during my adventures there.
But what a way to go! All the sages of my childhood remain at the library
waiting for me to sit at their feet and listen and learn from their amazing
journeys. I get joy from the library. What I hope is that I can begin to get
the same joy from my writing as I do from others writing. That is my goal.
That's why I write.