This is a question that I have been asking myself lately.
“Why do I write?”
Is it for the cheers? No. Is it for the money? Definitely not! Is it for fame? Naw…at least not yet!
Then why? Why do I take the valuable time out of my day to create something that only a few might read?
Because I can, and I must. Okay, that sounds grandiose, I know. But hear me out…
Can you imagine knowing that you’re pretty good at something, but you never, ever use that skill? Maybe you can bake a cake better than any you’ve ever tasted, but you never find the time to make it.
Or maybe you can drive a golfball 300 yards down the middle of the green…every time…but you’re always too busy at work to hit the lynx.
What if?
I believe that too many people die with their music locked inside of them. They know, or at least suspect, that they have a talent for something, but never pursue it. How sad is that?
Unfortunately, for the first 41 years of my life, I was that guy. I always knew I had a talent for using words, for creating scenarios that would get an emotional response from people. I was a salesman for 20 years, after all. Words were my life.
But until I stumbled upon a writing competition a year ago on a website filled with a creative, supportive community, I never came close to guessing what I had locked inside.
But the talent and desire still isn’t enough. It takes a plan of action.
I’ve got a friend who loves to cook. He plays guitar for a living, but his real passion is cooking. His dream is to own a catering business. But that is all it is…a dream. His answering machine says he’s a catering business, but he has no business plan, no marketing, no training whatsoever. All he has is a dream…and so he goes on, living a life that makes him miserable.
You need a plan.
A dream. A desire. A plan. ABC. It’s that simple.
Why do I write? Everyday? Because it’s my plan.
-whig

2 Comments
June 5, 2008 at 6:11 am
I’m happy I accidentally stumbled across this.
I may never see this page again, but I figured you should know that this has meant something to me.
June 5, 2008 at 12:25 pm
Because it’s my plan.
I love that. thanks