I don't know why others write.
My daily writing helps me in various ways:
It helps me organize my thoughts.
It helps me check my feelings.
It's therapeutic.
I enjoy writing, especially in the morning.
...
I don't publish all my writing.
When I do publish a book (or a blog post), I hope it will help another in some small way:
I just hope to add a perspective...
or solve a problem...
or simply let another person know they're not alone...
So when someone tells me my book has helped them (even a tiny bit), I am suddenly filled with gratitude and the motivation to continue what I'm doing.
I recently received this message about my latest memoir, My Guest Book:
"I wanted to let you know how your book helped redirect me to see the bigger picture. It set me straight—in a good way."
And it was the most rewarding feeling in the world.
On this Valentine's Day, I want to send love to all my readers. 💗