To express myself, to make a world for myself and others to enjoy? For the sake of hobby, the purpose to do something other than read someone else's work and make my own. Something along those lines.
"We'll just try to make better mistakes tomorrow." ~TDM
To understand myself, to create worlds that only I can ever truly see, and to hopefully help other people to see them too— "them," being both myself and my work.
Writing I have found brings people to understand what I am thinking and how I am feeling. Often times I can't get anyone to understand me unless I go write it down and then show them. That and I enjoy how words go together and can have more than one meaning when I writing something down. As well as I often write or draw in classes, because I enjoy doing both, allot. So, I figure why not do something I enjoy.
Because writing is freedom. It's not just the ability to express, but the ability to explore yourself. When other people read what you write, they're reading into your mind. They're reading into another's person's thoughts pinned to paper. It's ... caged freedom, I guess. The words are stuck to the page; they're like inky bars, or footprints. But it's amazing how they let you fly.
Writing is one of the few ways I can healthily express my emotions. Whether it's sorrow or happiness, I've had trouble expressing myself my whole life. When I was a kid, my dad used to get mad if I cried or sang at the dinner table or basically expressed that I had human emotions instead of being a cooperative robot. Writing lets me tell my story through metaphors and decorative wording. It makes my pain beautiful when others can even relate to it. But, my writing is really just for me and helping myself.
It's difficult to post after those amazing responses.
But I don't do these things. I don't write to have fun, nor do I write to unleash emotion. When I write, I'm not myself; something else takes ahold of me. It's like when you're in class, and you're so bored you flip into autopilot.
Can you exercise control over your imagination? When you write, don't the thoughts just roam free? Heck, your primary focus is "pinning them to paper" in a coherent manner.
Sometimes I'll flicker back to manual and gape at what autopilot's accomplished ...
I'm ashamed to admit I'm a writer. Being thirteen, people never take me seriously. But it's how I escape life. The way I see it, I'm not escaping into anything; I'm entering the River Styx, which's polluted with lost dreams, and lost thoughts.
“He leant tensely against the wall and frowned like a man trying to unbend a corkscrew by telekinesis.” – Douglas Adams
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