I'm so into this. I've been writing since I was born, I've been a writer since I was born. Before I could even spell I had pages and pages filled with scribbles, then the alphabet, then stupid little stories that are garbage now that I look back! I've got notebooks piled beside me, canvases and paints, books, pencils, pens, a typewriter, a computer, and my music. I've got a half consumed can of gross tasting iced tea. I'm grateful for all of the things that I have.
A writer doesn't just write, a writer experiences. Which just goes to show that anyone who has ever experienced something can write.
For some reason George Orwell's reasons for writing has been something that has stuck in my head despite the fact that I learned it from an evil English teacher.
Writers write for: Sheer egoism - we just want to hear ourselves talk/force other people to listen.
Aesthetic Influence - We like the way words sound together, the beauty of the English language.
Historical Impulse- To record history
Political Purpose - We want to change things, improve the world by showing the world it's faults through words.
Personally I am at the stage of aesthetic influence, I love English, I love writing, I love the beauty and freedom it has to offer. I love it all.
"Upon my word, they will shout at you, it is no use protesting: it is a case of twice two makes four! Nature does not ask your permission, she has nothing to do with your wishes, and whether you like her laws or dislike them, you are bound to accept her as she is, and consequently all her conclusions. A wall, you see, is a wall... and so on, and so on."
Merciful Heavens! but what do I care for the laws of nature and arithmetic, when, for some reason I dislike those laws and the fact that twice two makes four? Of course I cannot break through the wall by battering my head against it if I really have not the strength to knock it down, but I am not going to be reconciled to it simply because it is a stone wall and I have not the strength."
- From Notes From Underground by Fyodor Dostoevsky.
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