I’m back…with trepidation.
Tomorrow I’m the featured writer for a writers’ group where I was once an active member. I’ve announced to my present writing group that I will be reading a couple of poems (not my own) and an essay (to be mine) “Why I Still Write.” Gulp. What was I thinking? Now I get to wrestle with that durn question.
Why do you still write, Laura?
Um, does morning pages count as writing?
I would think so. Do you write anything else?
Lists, lots of lists. And ten minute writes with writing buddies and my writing group.
Well, I’ve been steadily working on a story, five pages or so a day, but although I wanted it to be a novel, not about me, I’m all over it. Plus, I don’t know much about the details of structuring a novel and that part gives me the creeps.
So, back to the original question, why do you still write?
Because it seems to be when you appear, and I like talking to you.
And, when I do spend time talking with you, I seem more confident when I’m in public. My voice works better, like I’m not so self-conscious.
What does that mean?
What do you want it to mean?
That I said something worth thinking about.
OK, so writing for you is confidence building?
Yeah, but is that the only reason I am still writing?
I don’t know.
That wasn’t the answer I wanted..
Sorry. Why don’t you take some of that confidence out in the “real” world and see what you find. We can talk about it later.