[13 days left] I am someone who has no choice but to write.
This contest has been making waves in the note community lately.
The results were announced today, weren't they?
I didn't enter, but I've been thinking, albeit a bit late, about how I would have written my entry.
Why do I write?
Since I call myself a writer, someone who loves to write, or someone who wants to work in writing, I think to myself that there must be a reason why I write, but I can't quite come up with an answer that feels right.
Because I like writing.
Because I have something I want to convey.
I've thought about those standard answers.
But somehow, they don't quite click.
Even as I write this, my fingers are moving at almost the same speed as my thoughts, but why am I writing?
Now that I'm approaching fifty, when I thought about my life from here on out, I wanted to start something. However, having only ever worked in administrative roles, I had nothing, and although I tried various forms of self-analysis, I had no idea what I wanted to do or where I wanted to be in the future. When I realized I truly had nothing, one of the few things I managed to squeeze out as something I 'wanted to do' was 'writing'.
However, I don't think I could ever make a living by 'writing.' Isn't it too late to start at this age? Even as I gave up on that idea, before I knew it, I had started chasing after 'writing'.
While chasing it, I decided to just start writing on note. I came up with a project called 'Diary of someone who will get summer fatigue in 100 days (tentative)' and started writing right away. The 'likes,' which were at 1 or 2 at first, have now reached double digits.
I got carried away, got ahead of myself, sometimes felt exhausted, grumbled '#WhatAreYouTalkingAbout' in the back alleys I ended up in, and by the time I wrote this novel, I had already realized, 'I am someone who has no choice but to write.'
Many people who laughed at this left comments, and I learned the power of 'writing'.
I tasted the joy of writing freely.
I realized it was okay for me to be free. That made me happy.
I have no choice but to write.
There is no option not to write.
I am already living by 'writing'.
Admittedly, I've been prioritizing my health lately, but I find myself constantly thinking about writing.
Stretch before going to bed.