If I write or if I don’t, whose life is going to be altered? Is life altering the goal? Is writing primarily an eschatological, emetic, or whorish indulgence?
What’s writing’s purpose?
Yeah, yeah, yeah I know writing has many purposes. What is its most pure purpose? Its most benevolent?
Should I care what the purpose is? Should the act of writing take precedence over its inevitable result?
I’d love to hear from others. If you could speak strictly to writing, what is it? Why is it? Who cares?
That’s disgustingly vague. Well, what do you say?