I can’t stop writing. I can’t even think of not writing.
I need to put pen to paper else I will die. It’s suffocating not to write.
For me, it’s war. Write or Die.
I came across this quote by Issac Asimov –If my doctor told me I had only six minutes to live, I wouldn't brood. I'd type a little faster. Click To Tweet
That’s the sign of greatness. It’s a sign of creativity that you would wish to possess.
Wouldn’t it be great if you too possess such kind of obsession?
Write or Die.
To be obsessed with your work to an extent that if you don’t do it, you would die out of suffocation.
I ask myself, “Am I out there today?”
I write to keep myself alive.
I need to give a channel to my thoughts. I wish to make a monumental piece of work out of small bricks of my thoughts. It would be seen as a Parthenon. Writing is a tool that gives shape to my world.
For me, the form doesn’t matter. It can be poetry, thought as a quote, a full-fledged blog post, technical blog articles for chemical engineers or a fictional story.
Though on some days this is what it looks like:
But come what may, writing must be done, it’s like breathing to the mind.
Dead people don’t write. Dead people don’t need any venting system for their thoughts. They are dead. They can’t think. They can’t write.
And if I don’t write I consider myself dead.
I don’t have a choice.
Write or Die.