The usual reasons ... self-expression, a love of language, the search for truth, the impulse to creativity, and a need to share ....
About two years ago, I decided to start taking writing seriously. For a couple of reasons. It's the only artform (besides music, but that was discovered too late, in my late teens) where I feel I have a bit of a natural talent (not that I am amazing or anything, just comes easily to me). My thirties are going to officially end in around 6 months, which is.. startling to say the least. I feel that I have largely wasted the past 15 years of my life. By writing two books and attempting to sell them in earnest, it's easier to live with myself, because I can at least say that I really did try. I think most people just talk about their dreams rather than put in the effort and try to make them come true (especially when the odds seem impossible).
That's a compelling statement. Can you elaborate, if possible? How were they taken away from you? Will you ever be able to get them back?
I was a performing musician for 30 years; arthritis curtailed that. I moved into being a recording studio engineer; the studio manager turned out to be a thief and the owner closed the studio. I opened my own audio post facility in 2002. I was flooded in 2007 and it took 2 years to get back up and running. Then Hurricane Ida put 6+ feet of water into my studio in 2021 and that was that. It's tough to start over again broke, divorced and 65.
Because it seems like no one else has made the universe I am interested in. That is just a streak of horrible luck. Sorry to hear.
As Grandpa used to say, "It's real life, kid; deal with it!" I have to admit, I'm fornicating tired of dealing with it.
I started writing Story 1 as a desperate attempt to quell a years-long nightmare. I started story 2 because it had been in my head for two decades and I realized I could write Story 1.
