And I thought, "Oh, CRAP. They don't? Er, WE don't?"
Because, yes, if I'm working on a story I have a purpose, sure. I'm trying to tell a story! But sometimes, if I haven't written in a while, my fingers get a stiff and a little grumpy and refuse to cooperate with my head anymore so I open a notebook and uncap a pen and write. Just for the sake of writing. Just because it feels nice and soothing and comforting. Writing is my comfort food.
Back to the class, though.
Classmate 51, bless his perverted little soul, raises his hand and says, "My sister does."
"No," the teacher said. "She writes to tell a story or to convince somebody of something."
But for once, I think I was more on the same wavelength with Classmate 51 than I was with my teacher. Sure, I have a purpose if I'm working on a story. But there are also times that I write for no reason other than the pure pleasure of it.
I guess I can afford to cut my teacher some slack, though. She is many good things, but definitely not a creative writer in any sense of the phrase.
Katie
P.S. If you, dear reader, write, do you ever just write for the heck of it, or do you think you usually have a purpose?
