Thursday, December 29, 2005
Years ago, when I was in advertising, I met a man who asked what I did for a living. I told him I was a copywriter.
He said proudly, "Oh, my sister's a real writer. She works for the newspaper."
So I wanted to be a real writer and the newspaper wasn't hiring. That's why I write novels.
Down there in the Sexual Prose post, Ted Baker gives us a link to a Washington Post article by Sue Monk Kidd, the author of The Secret Life of Bees. It's right here: http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2005/12/01/AR2005120100929_pf.html
In the article, Kidd says,
"As a relatively new novelist, I had never fully examined the noble and ignoble reasons for doing what I do."
But you're different. You know exactly why you do what you do. So tell us. Why do you write?
(Be sure to click on the "Why not be a writer" article. It's hilarious.)