“Forgive and forget. That’s what they say. It’s good advice, but it’s not very practical. When someone hurts us, we want to hurt them back. When someone wrongs us, we want to be right. Without forgiveness, old scores are never settled; old wounds never heal. And the most we can hope for, is that one day we’ll be lucky enough to forget.”—Meredith Grey (Greys Anatomy)
So why? Why do we continue to write? We, we happy few, we published writers?
I don’t have all the answers, but I can say this: we write because we see and hear people that aren’t there unless we write them down. Because the fun is there, you just have to look for it sometimes.
Because we must.
Why do you write?
reblog if you hate it when you are breathing normally without thinking about it, and then you think about it and you start breathing all weird because you are thinking too hard about it and can’t breathe normally again until you forget it. and the same goes for the way you walk, stand or talk. because this frequently happens to me.