I don’t think we as authors talk enough about our reasons for writing. So, let’s open up that conversation, shall we?

In gearing up for the release of Waiting for Scotland this fall, I’ve asked myself these questions. A LOT.

What purpose do my words serve?

What is the message in my writing?

Why write at all?

Ultimately, I write because it is, without a doubt, the best way I can express myself.

I value studying language because it is important to be understood. Human communication is deep and complex, but it is worth knowing. Especially if you have something to say.

And there are some things I can’t express to the fullest outside of poetry. I became a poet out of convenience (I’ll admit it), but leaned into that identity when I suddenly found myself able to articulate things I hadn’t been able to before. My deepest truths are sewn into my poetry.

Writing contributes to the overall human story and experience.

It is an honor to be a part of that longevity of storytelling. Have you ever felt connected to something deeper, older, and larger than yourself? Writing does that for me. I walk in the steps of countless writers before me, feeling old and new experiences bound up in our mutual love of the word.

When a writer creates, they are lacing themselves into the tapestry of humankind’s story. We value stories as people because it is one of the best forms of connection. Think about how often you discuss a film or song that you really love. Don’t you feel instantly bonded not only to the person who made it, but also the people who share that enthusiasm?

If you get any message from me, let it be that you are not alone.

Books have always been a refuge for me. Through that truly human connection created through writing, I have felt empowered in my darkest moments and even cared for. The greatest stories and works of literature act as markers of where other humans have been on this journey called life. Beautiful, grotesque, and strange, people share through writing the perspectives and experiences we might encounter through living. Even offer a glimpse into lives we wish to make for ourselves or will never have.

And that is why I write with honesty: so that if you feel isolated in your days, you’re connected back to the road of life. That I might offer a reminder to come walk alongside a friend, someone who can say, “I understand,” or “I hear you.”

What books have made you feel “seen” or understood? Share in the comments and let’s get a conversation going!

In Courage & Care,

Samantha

The post Reasons for Writing appeared first on S.A. Borders-Shoemaker.