Why Write?

  Why write?  I've asked myself this question many times, because I'm not particularly good, and it frustrates me to open up to anything, even if it  is a piece of paper.  Honestly, writing has always been my chosen form of communication.  It makes expressing myself much easier, and that has been a struggle.  I'm very shy; in fact, I have Asperger's syndrome, which is on the autism spectrum.  Asperger's makes it harder to relate to people, and most of us have specific interests.  For example, mine is writing.  Even when I was seven years old, the night before Valentine's day, I wrote my heart out, even if my hands cramped up after filling out twenty-something store bought cards.  I put blood, sweat, and tears in my work.  Even at age nine, when I got a new journal on my birthday, I was fascinated by the paper's smell, by the blankness of it all, by my sudden need to fill every page with words.  I remember at age eleven, when I first read Harry Potter, how I wished so badly to go to Hogwarts.  And now all I want is to be able to convince somebody, to make them feel emotion, as J.K Rowling did.  And now, a mere three years later, I look back at the day where I succumbed into that fad, and pride myself for picking Harry Potter off of the bookshelf.  I remember, just half a year ago, checking out IT by Stephen King at the library, and I remember the reluctance to put down the thick book.  It haunted me, in a thrilling manner.  And now, I almost never go without a Stephen King book, because it inspires me to write like a maniac.  Barely a day passes where I don't have a notebook to scribble in after lunch.  I used to find it hard to be honest with myself, to let emotion overcome me.  Now, though, I write to let myself go and to work towards being as eloquent with my words as my role models.  I want to, one day, write something that makes someone cry as hard as I did while reading The Outsiders by S.E Hinton.  I want to evoke emotion like James Patterson can.  I want to write the truth as beautifully as Markus Zusak did in The Book Thief.  I want to write a classic that will rival Jane Austen's Emma.  I write because, one day, I want somebody to love words as I do.