Why I Write

I kind of covered a bit of this in my essay about reading (of course, only Mrs. Cardona would know that), but my reasons for writing aren't exactly exciting. When I started reading when I was little, I fell in love with the concept of stories. My life has always been quite mundane, so stories kind of allowed me to experience something unusual and exhilarating for a bit of a change. My fourth and fifth grade teacher was a puppateer along with being a teacher so she told stories nearly nonstop in her class, and I couldn't get enough of it. The only reason I've been able to stand history classes is because I like hearing the stories of what happened to all of these important people.

It makes sense, then, that when I write, I tend to write more of a story. Most of my teachers say I have no problem adding "voice" to my papers. The whole concept of a story really became a passion for me almost on accident. I didn't start writing short stories or keeping a journal or anything (though I maybe should have) but I got involved in theater (which I would consider involved with stories) and I started blogging. 

So a lot of the why I write is because, well I have to. It's graded. And A's don't look bad on a college application. But blogging and any other writing I do usually happens for one of three reasons: I'm trying to be at least a bit entertaining, I'm bored, or I just need to get my thoughts out. For a while I was thinking that writing would be something I really wanted to do as a profession, and while I've broadened my horizons a bit, I don't think I'll every stop enjoying writing.