Have you ever asked yourself "Why do I write?" If so, do you have an answer?
Lately, I've been asking myself that question, but I don't have an answer.
I'm writing, sort of, but not getting much acomplished. I have finished a short story to send to the Chicken Soup contest. Those are a lot of fun. They've published three of my stories in the past. We'll see about this latest one. I need to mail it Wednesday. If you enjoy writing short stories, they have two contests going on now. You might want to take a look.
Mostly, though, I'm wondering why I can't get into the new manuscripts I've started or been thinking about. I love the ideas, both of them. So, why do I keep finding other things to do instead of writing? Oh, yes, I'm doing research, that's my excuse. Doesn't get the books written, though.
Just wondering what you do when your mind says "Write," but the rest of you says "Let's read, or go for a walk, or take a nap?" But my question is "Why do I write?" The answer: "I love to. So, get busy, girl, and write." Okay, okay, I got it.
Happy Reading! Or Writing! Whatever you're doing.