Since I have yet discovered the path to earning a living by writing, I have another career, one that takes a great deal of time, attention and devotion. Yet, that does not change the fact that I need to write.
There are some days, actually most days, that if I don’t sit and write, even if it is simply a single paragraph, my day is incomplete. So strong is that yearning, that if I don’t write, I can not rest.
My stomach will hurt.
My head will pound with increasing intensity.
My heart will ache as if I have lost a loved one.
I am not at peace, until words flow as lava from a volcano. They erupt from my heart and brain, through my hands, onto paper or computer screen.
I am compelled to tell stories. It is my hope that you enjoy reading them. Yet, even if no one other than I experiences my work, I will continue to write.
For when it comes to that burning passion which is to write – I have no choice, I have no free will.