“Why do I create?”
I was always certain I would grow up to be a writer. My first words were “book”, “sit” and “read”. There’s something about curling up with a good story and getting totally immersed in another world.
When I was four I discovered that it was possible to write one’s own stories! (Imagine!)
This became a part of my identity – what do I like to do? “I write stories.”
I’m not the only one creating things into the void as part of a search for meaning. Some say the very meaning of life is “to create a connection between our inner depths and the outer world” (Kant, 1982, quoted in Ventegodt et al, 2003, 4).