Why I Love To Write

byKarenJulie63

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3 years ago

I have an ongoing love affair with words. Ever since I was able to hold a pencil, I have been writing and I still love it just as much as I did when I was a child.

The fascination of seeing words come out of my head and appear on the page has never left me. Although these days, I'm typing on my laptop instead of using pen and paper. But it feels the same. Writing, for me, is fun, creative, exciting, magical and satisfying.

I used to read a lot when I was a child (and I still do) so I would get ideas for stories of my own and would put the book down, find a pen and some paper and start writing. My stories were usually about horses, or they were spooky tales filled with ghosts and things that go bump in the night.

My teachers told my mum that I had a very vivid and overactive imagination. I'm not sure whether they saw this as a good thing or a bad thing but it made no difference to me. I just carried on scribbling furiously until my hand was aching so much I couldn't write another word.

My friends would ask me to tell them a scary story and sit down on the ground, looking up at me expectantly. So I would sit down too, start talking then just make it up as I went along. My "vivid and overactive imagination" took over and once I started I couldn't stop. My friends would go home after this and be too scared to turn out the light at bedtime! I remember one of their mothers knocking on our door and asking my mum to stop me from telling ghost stories.

"My Kim's too scared to go to bed, she has to sleep with a light on now" complained Mrs P. My mum asked me to stop scaring my friends half to death, even though I tried to explain that they had begged me for a story. I don't think my mum believed me. But it was true! Honest.

The longest story that I ever wrote was 3,520 pages. It was about horses, featuring 2 girls who lived out in the countryside and had their own ponies. I suppose it was a sort of diary of their day to day lives, and a little fantasy that I could escape to when real life wasn't much fun. I would grab my trusty biro, open the page to where I'd left off, then start writing. It was almost like falling down a rabbit hole; the real world ceased to exist for me and I would only stop when my hand had a bad case of writer's cramp, or my mum called me to say that dinner was ready.

I would love to spend my days doing what I like best - writing. To be paid for it would be the icing on the cake. I know that now I've found Wealthy Affiliate that dream will come true.