I write because I want to “do something” with people, places and experiences I want to remember.
Recently, my best friend showed me a park that is very secluded and peaceful. I wrote a haiku about it and sent it to her cellphone;.
I write because I feel compelled to. Need to. I once took my journal to a bar with my a group of friends. It has been commented that I always have a book or journal with me, Remember in high school that girl that wore all black and sat in the back, scribbling away? Yep, that was me. The difference now is I wear different colors.
Awhile back, I got very discouraged because none of my submissions were accepted and the contests I had entered had not had successful outcomes (loss and lack of communication). Then one online literary journal published one of my poems. I also got some words of encouragement from a writer friend of mine and felt better.
It is normal to feel discouraged. It sucks to feel discouraged. I can be your cheerleader 🙂