Why do I write?

Preparing for class today, re-reading Natalie Goldberg, Writing Down the Bones. She has a chapter called, Why Do I Write? It got me thinking. I enjoyed reading her own free write exercise, and decided to try my hand at it ... So ... Why do I write?

To tell my story. Validate my experiences and stop feeling invisible. I write to share ideas and change people's minds. Sharing my vulnerabilities opens me up to others so that I might be better understood, more approachable, emotionally available. I write about the mundane and the emotional, how to treat children and relate to myself. Exploring my inner child, I write about relationships with life partner, son, and extended family members. I write about Ada Mae: Cat-type stories and relationship-with-cat tales. I write about the large oak tree outside my living room window, finding imagery in words, weaving together reality with fantasy, poetry with politics. I write because I have to. Expressing myself has become as important as breathing. I write to uncover the authentic core of my inner life, to see my self in print and recognize it for the first time, over and over again.

I write, therefore I am.

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[tamar]

I write my blog to help process my experiences and to answer my questions. And in all this stuff, my feelings and ideas swim. If anyone can connect with what I write, and how I write it, wow: This is the icing.

[Ampersand]

"Expressing myself has become as important as breathing. I write to uncover the authentic core of my inner life, to see my self in print and recognize it for the first time, over and over again."

I photograph for a similiar reason. I create images as an expression and reflection of of my feelings, so often intangible until I see the images that I took when experiencing the feelings. And for me, for the most part, feelings = self.