Today I will write because I want to be a writer.
Today I will write because the ache of not writing has become intolerable.
Today I will write to calm the noise in my head, as each thought is fighting for attention. Letting the thoughts drain from my fingers will give me clarity and peace.
Today I will write because my imagination and creativity is clawing at the door and gripping tight to the bars, desperate to break free from the space it is held captive. Only I have the power to set them free.
Today I will write because it is the only thing I can do in my pj’s, sitting on my couch, that makes me feel absolute exhilaration.
Today I will write because the story that I have begun to tell is crying for help. It needs to be tended to and worked on and I am the only one who can fix it.
Today I will write so when I lay my head down at night, I can fall right to sleep, knowing that I consciously took a step towards my passion.
Today I will write because I AM a writer.
Today I will write . . .