My Wife and Slippery Slopes

My wife just informed me when I read to her "Why is the Truth Constantly changing?" and immediately saw the question as a Red Herring. However, I meant it to be a Red Herring and told her so in order to draw the attention of my readers. Then she proceeded to tell me I wasn't defining the word Truth adequately. I told her she had 3 degrees and I didn't and I can do anything I want to because it is my blog.

Then she reminded me I had had 8 years of college and as many years involved in College Critical thinking as she had. So, at that point it was hard to deny the compliment or the trap she had set for me. However, I like to write because I like to write. Whereas she is a much better writer than I am but she hates to write because it is such an effort to get everything perfect because she is a perfectionist and is never satisfied with the last word.

Whereas for me writing is about expressing yourself like someone painting a painting. Why does someone write?

I think someone writes for the same reason people write songs or paint pictures. They do it because they have a need they are fulfilling by doing this. It is sort of like breathing or eating. If you stop breathing or eating you might die. Maybe the same is true of musicians or artists or writers too.

For me, writing tells me I am still alive and not just a phantom of my own imagination. It's the same reason I still climb mountains or walk in the forest or along the ocean. Doing these things lets me know I'm still alive.