Why I Write
September 23, 2013 By 5 Comments
|I blame my obsession with words on being the first-born child. I was shy and reserved while my younger brother and sister were loud, rowdy, and always-in motion. Books allowed me an escape from their constant interference. Once, I did try the swift application of a book to a sibling’s head but I found that actually reading the words and jumping into the story better suited my escapist purpose. Reading was particularly helpful during interminable road trips where my personal space was measured in centimeters. I would read and wish to be elsewhere. Somehow it worked – I gained the extra centimeter of space I needed, and saved us all from backseat bloodshed.
My first-born status qualified me to be the bossy big sister and I considered being a know-it-all as a huge compliment. My poor siblings were subject to its full force, since I didn’t speak much to anyone else. I took my role very seriously – I was the keeper of information. I was happy to tell them what to do and how to do it even though they mostly ignored me. The occasional rare moments when they responded as if they wanted to know more spurred me on. My teaching skills became more polished and I enjoyed providing instruction. I was reserved in conversations and social situations, but when it came to imparting information, I was the kid bouncing up and down in my seat. I wanted to talk. I wanted to teach.
Now, as a mother at home with two children, I am no longer shy, but still a little reserved. I find myself again in need of some magic words in order to make it through the day. My family is wonderful but they are also loud, rowdy, and always-in motion. I continue to find my centimeters of peace through reading. But I need more. I need the excitement of putting words on the page. The challenge of pulling the right words together and shaping them into something interesting. I write about things I’m knowledgeable about as well as things I imagine (and hope that I don’t sound like a bossy know-it-all). I find satisfaction in creating writing that might bring peace, validation, inspiration, or escape for someone else.