Could Be Nice to Play the Guitar

All the reasons why we write.

Hi friends.

Have you thought about why you write lately?

Recently, at my event in Savannah, I said, glibly, but also quite seriously, that the reason why I was writing lately was because I needed money. I don’t have a book deal at the moment, and so I must secure another one. I hadn’t expected I would say it but the moment I did I knew it was true.

The next morning someone I barely knew generously drove me to the airport at 5 AM and we had a funny conversation about all kinds of things in our lives, both of us pretending like we were making sense. But he did ask me about that comment, that thing that I said about the money, and I wondered if it had concerned him, or he had wanted me to be someone different in that moment. Maybe he had expected I would say I was writing purely for passion or to cure what ailed me or because if I didn’t write I would die, and all of those things are true, too, even if they’re not the main focus at the moment.

Why we write can change all the time, and that’s normal, and OK.