I saw this quote today and thought, maybe just wanting to leave our mark is the source of any creative endeavor--music, writing, photography, art, crafts, blogging, whatever it is we do to pass the time...
"Why is it we want so badly to memorialize ourselves? Even while we're still alive. We wish to assert our existence, like dogs peeing on fire hydrants. We put on display our framed photographs, our parchment diplomas, our silver-plated cups; we monogram our linen, we carve our names on trees, we scrawl them on washroom walls. It's all the same impluse. What do we hope from it? Applause, envy, respect? Or simply, attention, of any kind we can get? At the very least we want a witness. We can't stand the idea of our voices falling silent finally, like a radio running down." -- Margaret Atwood
Maybe the other reason is just needing something to do.
I've been thinking about why I've been blogging and scrapbooking so much more the last few weeks, and I keep remembering this other quote. It's funny how you read one line in a book and then it comes back to you years later...
"Fish gotta swim, birds gotta fly, writers will go to stupefying lengths to get the infernal roar of words out of their skulls and onto paper."--Barbara Kingsolver, "Knowing Our Place" in Small Wonders
Now I have to go read someone else's roar of words in order to prep for my classes!
Oh, and it's going to snow tonight!! [edited: all I hear is more rain...damn.]