Why I Write

I have tried to resist, but have officially surrendered. This is why I write.

I write for Christina, who was dedicated to words,
I write to help others understand me.

I write to offer a different perspective on things,
I write in search of serenity.

I write because I admire the wit of others, and now have courage to share my own.
I write because it shows the world truly who I am, a passionate and creative soul.

6 responses to this post.

  1. Posted by Audrey on January 24, 2011 at 6:47 am

    That was brave! I’m proud of you!! :) It’s funny how you are starting by sharing your writing instead working up the nerve and deciding when you are ready. I’m impressed!!


    • I know…I’m weird :). My next post is going to be about how artists shouldn’t care about rejection, ect…What ever happened to the saying “art is in the eye of the beholder”? Stay tuned :)


  2. Awesome! Awesome! You ARE a writer, missy!


    • Thx :) The ironic part about all this, is that I used to kinda poo-poo poetry, and now here I am finding myself wanting to write just that…weird how the world works. Thanks for the comment / encouragement :)


  3. That was beautiful. I truly enjoyed reading it, but now I wonder who Christina “was.” That was rather tinged with sadness.


    • Christina was a coworker of mine who passed away unexpectedly. We weren’t all that close, but as a devote time to writing, I think of her often…

      Thanks for the comment :)



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