13 Reasons Why I Chose to Be a Writer

Young Man at His Window by Gustave Caillebotte

Writing makes me happy. If I don’t write, I feel miserable. But there are other reasons why I chose to be a writer…

(In no particular order.)

  1. To work from home in my pyjamas while drinking hot tea and eating honeyed biscuits.
  2. To arouse the imagination of children and tickle the hearts of women and challenge the minds of men through my stories, and by doing so to make friends with people that I will never meet.
  3. To have a trade that brings me not material wealth but intellectual, emotional, moral, and possibly posthumous satisfactions.
  4. To turn my love woes and my love joys into romantic stories that provide emotional relief or emotional ecstasy.
  5. To read as much as I want when I want, and if anyone objects, to raise my head from my book, smile, and reply that I am doing research for my next novel.
  6. To be an observer and watch interesting people and understand how they do what they do and why, and more importantly, how they feel while doing it.
  7. To earn a living by writing similes like when I am heartbroken I feel like an empty glass full of nothing.
  8. To make myself, my family, my friends, my acquaintances, and my future lovers proud.
  9. To be eccentric, and to have a good excuse not to follow the news, not to go to church, not to wake up early in the morning and go to work, not to vote, and not to watch TV.
  10. To develop mental and emotional habits that will make me impartial to most that is happening around me, and thus to avoid having many prejudices.
  11. To have an excuse to devour audiobooks, films, music albums, and art daily.
  12. To have my own Wikipedia page one day.
  13. To become immortal by way of the pen.

This could go on, but now I have to tip my hat and start writing about what Oliver Colors and Lady Katherine Frost did after the carnival night.

Will you continue this list? Why did you choose to be a writer?

35 thoughts on “13 Reasons Why I Chose to Be a Writer

  1. I did not choose to write. Writing chose me. Not because I’m a great writer (I’m not), but because I’d otherwise go crazy trying to contain all those words bouncing off the walls of my cranium in search of a way out.

    Not that I mind being crazy. If I weren’t, what could I possibly write about that might be worth reading?

    1. Well, people can write without trying to become published authors.

      This post is more about about choosing the career.

      I also feel that writing chose me. But then I chose to become a writer. 🙂

  2. I chose it because it chose me. It’s the only thing I can do where I feel I get close to being ‘me’. All the rest is prevarication.
    I think if I gave up now, I would never do a single worthwhile thing ever again. It would be like a betrayal of myself.
    And this is not to suggest that I think I’m a great writer or anything – it’s just that I need to do it, and to feel as if I push myself on and on …

  3. I didn’t choose it nor did it choose me. Someone left it at my doorstep one autumn morning, right next to the milk, with a note that said, ‘feed it your inspiration, and let it fly.’ i couldn’t leave it there, nor could i bring it to the police station, so i had to take it in. it has been with me since, and i must say that it’s a very difficult child to raise. with its temper tantrums, silence, and its refusing inspiration during meal times? tsk, tsk, tsk.

      1. I’m doing media, communication & cultural studies. I’ve always wanted to do English literature though, but I can’t always live in my dreams. I have a room I pay rent for in reality and I need to go back to it more often than I want to…

      2. Oh, and thank you! I’m so happy. No one knows about my blog, I don’t dare to let anyone I know in real life see what I write! It’s so embarrassing!

  4. i chose to write because it was my only emotional outlet. i pour my heart and soul into what i write and it is my coping mechanism for everyday life. god bless the humble pen and paper

  5. Are those biscuits Polish? 🙂
    To be in my PJ’s longer makes me lazy. I couldn’t work in my PJ’s.

    Unfortunately I cannot continue this list cause I’m not a writer… But I think if I’d write, if I ever will write, I’ll do it ’cause I believe I can finish. Today I don’t believe I’d finish. I get thousands of ideas that die in the middle of creating…

    I like your reasons.

  6. I choose to be a writer because it helps me breathe better, see better, feel better, know better and live better. Also because being a writer helps me be me. 🙂

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