Oct 21, 2008 18:50
Been thinking quite seriously about why I write and why I submit to markets. What the goals involved are.
Why write? Because I want to create something perfect, or because an image is burning a hole through my skull, or because I can hear a sweet, sad sound and I know it needs to be captured somehow. Writing, to me, is like trying to cage a nightingale made of mist. Sometimes the cage is elaborate, sometimes spare, sometimes it's a plastic bubble, sometimes it's barbed wire. And always the nightingale is different, singing a different song.
But publishing. Why publish? To get the writing in front of a large audience seems to be the only reason. But what do I care of a large audience?
I go back and forth on this a lot, but, honestly, it seems like a waste of time I could spend writing. :/
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