That was a joke. Of all the things I spend my time doing, writing is probably the least profitable. A couple of weeks ago I found $20 on the ground while walking my dog. So, walking the dog is literally more profitable than writing. And yet, I persist in this writing thing anyway.
|Jack searching for treasure on one of his walks. He and I define treasure a bit differently. He thinks he's hit the jackpot when he finds a spot where a girl dog peed.|
When I'm bored or tired or walking the dog, my mind tends to entertain me with stories. I've written thousands of stories in my head, most of them long since forgotten now. It's the ones that can't be forgotten, that won't go away that find themselves leaving my head to become words on a screen, and maybe, some day words on a piece of paper.
So, answering the question why do I write is difficult. It's like trying to answer the question why do you breathe? Or perhaps if you're my dog, why do you love girl dog pee so much? It's just one of those things that comes so naturally, that's so very much a part of who I am.
I keep writing, even though in a typical year it rarely brings enough money to buy dog food, let alone pay the rent, because it's what I do and who I am, and if, like some dog walks, it brings in some money now and then, well, that's pretty cool.
Alissa Grosso is the author of the YA novels Shallow Pond, Ferocity Summer and Popular. She is probably writing a story in her head at this very moment. You can find out more about her at alissagrosso.com.