The Work Behind the Words 001 : Why We Write

The World Won't Ask, But You Must Answer

Hemingway, he showed me the beauty of craft and the power of being fully alive

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We do not write because we are important.

We write because something inside us refuses to stay silent.

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There was a man who went out into the desert to build a Cathedral.

No benefactors, no audience, no tourists - just sweat and stone and the open blue sky.

The jackrabbits and the lizards would ask him why he kept building.

And he would reply:

“This is the only way I know how to pray.”

And on he would carve, and on he would stack.

When night fell, the roaming ghosts would watch him sleep, and they would whisper secrets.

At dawn, he would build again.

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Writing is like that - Cathedrals in the desert.