Explore the Wonder!
Why I Write
I write because I love words. I relish them, how they sound on my tongue, in my brain. I want to spread them over paper like jelly, the thick, goopy kind you have to suck off before it drips down your shirtfront. I like to feel a pen in my hand, see the ink mark up the paper. I toy with the ink sometimes: what word will it form now? Magic. Blank paper whispers to me of adventure or whimsy, offers a challenge.
This is my challenge: to shine light on the wonder of being human. Because I stand in wonder, in awe, in confusion and humor and despair, I can bring my joy and compassion to those who read my writing. I’m out there to give a squishy soul hug.
The writer Zelda Lockhart says writers are the providers at a feast. We prepare our dish and bring it to the table. The hungry will come. They are starving. They will go to the dish that satisfies their hunger. It’s our duty to make sure the dish is there.
Come. Fill yourself up.