Because, I can.
These simple words reflect more than a reason for why I write, but express more about the type of person I am.
I have had many jobs and roles in life, as a Soldier, Writer, Manager and Company Director, all of these things have required me to teach, to impart the knowledge I have gained in pursuit of all these things.
It is inherent in my nature to teach people things that I have learned, some of these things had more to do with keeping myself and others alive, some of these things were just simple tips to live life by and make the journey from cradle to grave a little easier for all, and some of these things were profound and inspirational, that made me wonder what part of me was so deep, when I always thought of myself a shallow.
Writing is a way to express myself, it is a way for me to be Superman, in a world with no heroes. It allows me to use a wonderful education that would otherwise be lost.
I love books and reading, I have a collection of first editions from the mid 15th century, through to modern works. By writing it makes me closer to these wondrous authors, I could never dream to match, in word or deed, but a small part of me likes to think that maybe I could be their peer.
Words on a page are just a number of small squiggles and typeset, it takes a writer, someone gifted in the craft, some one capable of moulding this collection of alphabetical jumble into something worthy of reading.
Being able to impart the thoughts in my head, maybe to share an experience that has stained a memory, or tainted my soul. I have lived through scenes in my life I would never want to write about, but I am willing to impart warnings to people about what I have seen and where a particular road leads.
I have traveled the path of good intentions and fought my way out of hell to survive. It is through this very survival, that I am willing to talk about how not to do something, how to find a better way.
I would never be able to climb onto the pulpit and sermonise, because I would be afraid people would just not here me, but I write something and if my words catch someone attention, or if someone cares enough to read what I write, then I know that just maybe, that person will one day remember what I have said and modify the journey along the path of good intentions.
Then again maybe, I just like to make people laugh and make their day just a little bit easier and happier.