Why Do I Write????

Since retirement, people often ask what I do with all the free time I have now.  I stop and think, and I try to imagine free time!  I don’t seem to have much of that even in retirement.  Then I mentally list for myself all that fills my time:  mentoring, writing, flute lessons, quilting, sewing, needlework of all kinds, reading . . . and oh, yes, there’s my family . . . children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren.  Sigh . . . like a young mother with a large brood I suddenly feel tired after that mental exercise.

So, I opt to give a shortened list of the things I truly enjoy, and at the mention of writing invariably the question is, “Why?”  I must decide whether to give the full story or a shortened version.  Today I’ll give you the short version, and in a few days I’ll continue with the rest of my reasons why.

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First answer to “why?” is that I love words, grammar, and the parts each plays in creating a story, reporting facts and history, and even in the reading I do.  I just love words and all that makes them a part of anything written.

My second answer is that I love to write those words down, either by hand or on the computer.  I love bringing words together in sentences, then paragraphs to create a gift to someone else of the written word.  How, with all the reading I do, could I not want to give the gift I have received so many times to others?  When I read, authors transport me to places in history, they take me on journeys of the mind, they teach me things I’d never thought about before.  Truly books and stories are gifts to those who read them.

The third reason, and my last for today, is that ink runs in my veins.  That’s right — not blood but ink in my veins.  You see my father, or dad as I called him, was in the printing and publishing business.  From early childhood, I could smell the print shop on him when he arrived home in the evening.  Even when he moved into management, dad loved being “back in the shop” with the typesetters. 

Here he is sitting at a linotype machine in the shop.  He loved what he did, and he had a great deal of his life story tied to printing and publishing.  Some day there’s another book to write, I suppose.

Dad was also an avid reader, and together we would read things he’d brought home from work.  Later, as I grew older, we’d talk about them.  I think perhaps that common love we had for printed matter strengthened the bond between us.

So, for today I’ve begun the explanation of “why I write.”  I’ve never been published, other than on web sites.  No books bear my name as author.  But I continue to write because I love it!

Q4U:  Why do you write?

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2 thoughts on “Why Do I Write????

  1. And I am so thankful that you write! I've been so encouraged as you share your journey here. I write because I am learning — about life, love, friendship and all that life entails. And I want to share my journey and most important God's love with others. I am very passionate about writing and encouraging others in their walk with the Lord.

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  2. Barbie, I'm always so uplifted when you visit! Your words bring such encouragement with them. I love that you write because you're learning, and we never stop learning, do we? I have such a passion for sharing God's gifts in my life, especially the last 30 years or so, and by so doing encouraging others along the pathway of their faith in our Lord.

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