Monday, May 31, 2010

To Forget


Someone once asked me why i wanted to be a writer. My answer was definitely not a conventional one...
The reason most people want to write is to report current events, for creative purposes, to be known to the world, and most importantly to make money. For me it's different.
I write to rid myself of the memories of life. Not all of them. Most are pretty good, and i wouldn't mind remembering them. But like most people, i have had things happen to me and people i love that hurt to remember, that do nothing but darken my soul when a flash of it passes through my body and i see it all again...
There are also memories of times that were good but took a turn for the worst...in this case all good and bad memories intertwine and confuse me...flood me with emotions of happiness and regret.
When i write, i take a part of myself, of my life and turn it into a story that people can relate and connect to. I don't consider any of my work actual fiction. It's always about something I've experienced, something that has deeply effected me in one way or another.
It may not make any sense to anyone else, but i makes my creativity real, it gives my work a connection to me. It gives me a sense of accomplishment. Hopefully it gives the reader a sense of comfort.
By writing down these experiences, by passing them on for the world to see in a creative and relate-able way, i feel as though it heals a part of my soul, as well as someone else...someone who has been in the same position and feels as alone as i do when i am forced to remember what happened. If this gives them hope in any way...then it's all worth it to me. I feel as though i can move on from that memory and that i does not have the same power over me as it did before.

Therefore when people ask me why i want to be a writer...i simply answer: to forget.