Pondering: Why I write?

Why do I write? Interesting question I think, with a plethora (like how I slipped the word plethora in there?) of components. The first, as Mrs. Cardona pointed out, is simply why do I write? I write on occasions when I am made to, weather for school or college essays or other such things, but that doesn't constitute the bulk of my writing. Mostly I write because I enjoy it. I feel the need to take whatever is inside my head and get it down onto paper, to see how it will look; how it will sound... Sometimes it's poetry, maybe just a line I though sounded nicely put together, floating around in my head waiting to be written. Mostly it is stories. I write because doing so calms me and lets me think about the characters in my stories, and their problems as opposed to my own. It also, in this way, entertains me.

I suppose that answer summed up when I write, as well as how. For school or when I want to. To be more specific, I enjoy writing most when I can curl up in bed with my lap top and just write. Usually in place of doing my homework. Occasionally in the car with a notepad, or in the spare moments we have in school, but usually that's when I read.

Of the writers we addressed in class, I feel I can identify most with Didion. Though I found her "On keeping a journal" essay extremely confusingly written at first, I realized when I was through reading it that I had really agreed with what she had said. In the most recent essay of her's we have read, entitled "Why I write" I once again found myself connecting with what she had to say.
Example: "My attention veered inexorably back to the specific, to the tangible, to what was generally considered, by everyone I knew then and for that matter have known since, the peripheral. I would try to contemplate the Hegelian dialectic and would find myself concentrating instead on a flowering pear tree outside my window and the particular way the petals fell on my floor."
I can connect with this statement because I know for a fact I do just the same thing. I am writing this blog right now, but for just a moment while I typed out that quote I was considering the number of raisons left in the box on my desk.
A second (and last, because this is getting long) Example: I write entirely to find out what I'm thinking, what I'm looking at, what I see and what it meants. What I want and what I fear."
I love that quote, I think it sums up a perfectly legitimate motive to write, one that Orwell left out.

I'm officially talking far too much, so Au Revoir to blogging for a moment in time. <3