I can't remember which blog it is, but someone posed the question recently to her readers Why do you write? As I brushed the question aside and closed the window it lodged itself within my psyche and something within me went to work on it. Why do I write? It is my way of processing things is the easy answer. I was surprised to hear last year from 2 people that have known me since I was a kid that they expected me to be a writer. A writer is not who I think I am. "Writer" implies a person who sits down and creates other worlds, people and their lives. That is not who I am. White canvas, white walls, empty apartment...create....GO! is not something I'm good at. But I'm always writing..constantly. I just rarely put it down on paper. Writing unfolds something within me. I write to see what is inside.