I write because…


I write because I must. I have never tried to stop… probably because I know I couldn’t. And why would I want to?

I write because it makes me happy. Reality can sometimes be a bit of a disappointment (understatement… let’s face it – sometimes it sucks hairy monkey balls). Whenever I begin to think I cannot possibly make it through this, I run away for a while… with words. When I write, I go somewhere else. Somewhere that is not reality. Well, not my reality. And I love it. I love it more than what would likely be considered healthy.

When someone asks me where I would live if I could choose anywhere on earth, I always have the same response. In one of my stories. Hey, those are in my head. I am on earth. Ergo, that counts. Right?

Posted for Writing 101: day 1

About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, sometimes blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Italy, but she would settle for a non-oceanfront home in Italy. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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3 Responses to I write because…

  1. rosemawrites says:

    Hi there! 🙂 I love how you pick simple words to create strong statements. I agree that writing can truly make us happy.

    BTW, I am in W101 too and here’s my first post: http://wp.me/p4ZhSl-jK. I would love to have this journey with you. 🙂


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