I write because I enjoy creating imaginary people and places.
Because I find satisfaction in putting words together the best way that I can.
Because it’s an excuse to read.
These days, because it pays my bills, and though other jobs could pay them better, those jobs always frustrate me.
Because I love it when someone reads and enjoys something I’ve written.
Because I love collaborating with others on telling their stories.
Because I get a bit low if I go too long without writing – anything can become an addiction.
Because writing, from personal journals through to blog posts and stories charged with real emotion, is a way of dealing with the crap and the clutter in my head.
Because many of my heroes are writers.
Because maybe, just maybe, something I write could live on beyond me.
Because stories are the coolest thing in the world, and writing them makes feel just a little bit awesome.
Why do you write?