Okay, time to be brave. Time to stand up and be counted. I admit it...I have an addiction. I am addicted to writing. There, I said it. It's out in the open and I'm glad I said it. How about you? Has writing taken over your life in such a way that you go into withdrawals if you don't write every day?
It used to be something I would do only on the weekends. I would tell myself I could stop at any time. No big deal. Others around me were becoming a written word junkie, but not me. I started out with poems, but soon found myself expanding them into stories. Next thing I knew I was writing children's chapter books. I couldn't put the pen down. It quickly escalated into young adult novels and I had to admit I might have a problem.
Finally, I woke up one day to the realization that I was a BLOGGER, and I knew then that I was out of control. I even formed a local chapter of Addicted Writers of the Written Word or A.W.W.W. for short. Our goal was simple...we needed to prevent others from being drawn in by the sweet smell of new books as we had been. I did well in the beginning, and even managed to break my writing habit for a number of years. But the urge to write was always there...lurking beneath the surface...until I couldn't fight it any more. I relapsed.
I have come to the realization that there are some things in life which are much stronger than the human will can resist. Like chocolate. And writing. Oh, I'm still a card carrying member of Addicted Writers of the Written Word, but I now know that I will always be drawn to the writer side of life...even when I stand with my friends as we recite the name of our club...say it with me now...AWWW...
