Why do you put yourself through this?
And the answer is this:
Reading was a huge huge HUGE part of my childhood. In fact, I could've very easily been one of these kids in this picture. (If it IS from 1986 I might actually be one of them. Hm...I don't *think* I ever crimped my hair like that...) And I don't know what I would've done without all the books I read growing up,
I'm not exaggerating. My family was pretty darn broke when I was a kid. So going to the library, where I could pick ANY BOOK I WANTED and take it home to read over and over and over was the biggest treat EVER.
I know kids are different now than they were twenty years ago. But...when I go to bookstores or signings or book fairs I still see kids there, reading books. Buying books. Loving books. And I hope hope hope someday mine will be one of them.
Money? Fame? Eh...I honestly don't care that much about those. Not saying they wouldn't be nice...but they don't really have anything to do with why I write. I write because I love telling stories. And hopefully one day I'll get to share those stories with kids and have them sitting in a circle in a bookstore or library, reading MY book. THAT's why I do this.
What about you? Why do YOU write?