Why do we write?
Sometimes students as me why I write. Writing is a form of seeing- of appreciating beauty. The direct experience of observation and becoming one with the item or idea is transcendent. Like artists who paint, I must relinquish myself. I become one with the idea, the movement, the beauty, the ballet of a tree, the aura of a tree at night, glowing white. Writing takes us beyond ourselves and back again. It’s a form of astral travel. Reading is the reverse side of the coin. Reading enriches me, fills me with the multiple perspectives of other writers and gives me a new palette to paint words with. There is no I, no time, no space, just the creative act.