
I write stories for two reasons.
One, I like it. Duh, right?
Two, because I like sharing them with other people. It’s not enough for me to just just sit on those stories. I could, I mean I could just write for myself and all. Actually, I do write for myself (and all) but there is this voice in my head that’s like, share that, post that, publish that.
I rarely even think about critics anymore. Critics are like haters and haters mean your doing something right. So that part is cool.
Mostly, I just want to share whatever it was that I felt when I wrote that scene. All of the character’s emotions; the fear, the love, the hate. ALL of it. When I can share that with another human being it makes my day.
Why do it?
That’s why.
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