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Open Letter: Why I Write

Open Letter: Why I Write

Dear World,

I am a writer. This gift bestowed upon me is a blessing from the hands of the Almighty. There is no other-worldly way to explain why a man without a college education can formulate prose in a matter of minutes. The introduction to this letter may sound a bit arrogant but I personally believe every word of it. How else could I describe my passion for composition in this genre outside of the word "divine"?

What came naturally throughout my entire life didn't come without suffering. It's almost as if I have to adhere to some form of gut-wrenching predicament before my true gift is shared with the world. I noticed this the moment my best friend passed away. I had to be only 13 years old, unable to quite comprehend death but I was miserable. Where tears wouldn't suffice I found words. It was a poem, barely five or six lines, titled "Death." I can't even remember any of the words, to be honest. I wrote it on loose leaf paper and drew a little tombstone with a rose next to it. To this day I believe my mother still has it somewhere locked away. It was all I could muster, all I could do to stifle my tears, but it was enough. From that moment forward any type of overwhelming emotion or deeply found inspiration I created. When it strikes me it's like a fire burning deep down in my insides, churning and brewing deeply. I feel tightness in the back of my neck and I lock myself away from the rest of the world. An athlete may call it tunnel vision, where all you can see is the task at hand. That's how it feels for me when the hunger to create strikes. The reason why I write and why I love to write is because it satisfies me. I have to tell my story, it may seem like a curse to some but to me, it is everything I need to survive. I write because someone out there is in need of inspiration or a kind word. I write because I am confident in my ability to tell a story unlike anyone else. I write because I feel like God himself has reached down from the heavens and has stricken me with this undying ability to affect others as well as myself. No matter how long it takes me in between books or articles to create, trust and believe me on this day I will ALWAYS create. The hunger will always dwell deep inside me and I will continue to feed it until my last dying breath. 

                                                                                                                  Sincerely,

Andrew L. Case - Writer

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