Being at 40, one can only order if it’s sane to take up a new habit or later a profession. I did a root cause problem solving in my sudden rush of wanting to be a writer. I probably always wanted to be a writer. But this was just a want and not struck deep down in me.
IT’S NOT THE MONEY. This is a joke right? Out of all the million books that get published, only a handful or say a bucketful get money they can live on. I thought about this and it’s not the money I want to have. I would never want to strive for the sake of earning money. Two things: one, my ulterior goal is to please God; two, money should never be the primary focus to achieve anything.
IT’S NOT THE FAME. An honest confession. There is a tiny happiness that I do get when people like my post and comment or subscribe. This can get into my head and God, I don’t want to get sucked into it. I don’t need fame to publish my work. Will I be happy that only my friends and relatives have read my stuff? I obviously don’t think so. However, I don’t think (I hope so) this is my root interest.
IT’S NOT THE PASSION. God I hate writing everyday. I go mad to even think what I should be writing. Since I am newbie, I suck even in thinking something good to write. I do love to write. But I don’t love the training. I love the end result of accomplishing something that gives me freedom to have done. But, the process sucks. It sucks so bad, I started this blog. It’s true. I am only writing these blogs out to be responsible to you guys. If I stop, I know you guys would think I am a dimwit (at least I think I am). Accountability helps me to stay afloat and this is freakin’ painful.
IT’S THE JOY & LOVE. There is something about writing that fills my heart. I don’t know what great writers feel, but I get this outstanding joy of writing (resonating with my own name ;)). Joy does not mean happiness. Joy is a noun that helps you stand when everything is falling apart. Here I am – realising this at 40 years.
Why do you write? Let me know.