I am a firm believer that to be a writer, one need only to write.
The past year, I have written about completely disparate subjects in almost every genre, from relationship advice, to composting tips, great wineries in the Northwest, and both fiction and non-fiction for different clients. I have written about reading academic and literary and casual novels, Ryan Gosling, Jane Austen, Elizabeth Gaskell, Bollywood/ Kollywood movies, and painting on this site.
I could go on and on, but I think you get the point.
I’ve written a lot of different stuff lately.
And you know what? It has been really fun!
Waiting around for inspiration and writing only when a brilliant idea knocks you over the head will produce little, and will also not give you much practice.
That is how I used to write. I was worried that my everyday writing was too mundane, that nobody would ever read it, etc.
Although it’s tough for me to admit, my identity as a writer has been tenuously forming for years.
Even thought I have always identified with writers and have always enjoyed writing, I never had much confidence that I could be a really good writer. I have that confidence now, but it is because of the daily practice, and the feeling it leads to, rather than coming up with something “groundbreaking” or “great.”
That being said, I now write for a few various reasons.
The primary ones are as follows:
- I like to read, and I like to create a “finished” product to share with others.
- I feel compelled to do it, to express myself through words.
- I enjoy talking, (as anyone who knows me can tell you, I’m sure), and writing is another form of speaking to me.
Like I said before, my identity as a writer has been tenuously forming for years, but I have always wanted to write, to “be a writer,” and to produce written works.
However, it is only recently that I have felt confident in calling myself a writer. That is because lately, I have really dedicated myself to writing on a regular basis.
I took a fiction writing workshop in graduate school, something I’d always been terrified of. Having other readers was empowering. I wrote and edited for a living starting this past summer, (2011).
Now I write all the time. I write articles for you all and for an online magazine, for example. It makes me feel amazing, but I was always afraid of writing before. I think I knew that it would make me incandesantly happy.
I’m ready for that happiness now in a way I wasn’t before.
I write to write, but I also do get inspired, and some days I definitely need a push. So, I’d like to share what pushes me to write:
- Reading. I feel there is a strong connection between reading and being a good writer. When I read the words of others, it is inspiring to me. I feel connected with their psyche, with their way of painting the world around them or around their characters. I find reading endlessly fascinating, and it’s what inspired me to write in the first place.
- Artwork. When I am looking at art, I feel inspired to create. To draw, to paint, and to write. While living in London for a semester and taking primarily art-based classes, I journaled more than I have in my entire life. Looking at pins on Pinterest and pinning to my boards there is also part of this inspiration for me, as silly as it may sound. Love that site!
- The feeling that comes from finishing or sharing a piece of art or writing with an audience, for example, with you all here. Not going to lie, it feels great to publish, even when the publishing happens on my own blog.
- Beautiful scenes in nature, like the above photo from Custer State Park in the Black Hills, one of my all time favorite places for inspiration.
To move beyond writing for myself in my journal has been really rewarding. Audience matters. Readers matter. Thank you all for reading my posts- I truly appreciate you!
As many of you are also writers, I’d love to know- what inspires you to write?