So I’ve finally settled on Saturdays as my favorite Life Quotes day. This one struck me particularly this morning since that whole “living in the moment” idea has been difficult for me and I’ve written about it recently.
Carve your name on hearts, not tombstones. A legacy is etched into the minds of others and the stories they share about you. (Shannon L. Alder)
For years and years I thought I wanted to write something memorable so that people would remember I lived, which is dumb when you think about it, unless it’s something on the order of War and Peace, To Kill A Mockingbird, Lord of the Rings, A Tale of Two Cities… But when I thought about it, it occurred to me it wasn’t people in general I wanted to write for, it was my family.
I think in some way I felt if I could write something important, maybe even life-altering, I could justify my being here on this planet and (dare I really ADMIT this?) help me to become immortal in the sense that Charles Dickens, Leo Tolstoy, JRR Tolkien, and Harper Lee have become immortal. Maybe that’s what happens when you give such weight to words. And words have always been my currency since I was seven or eight.
Makes me wonder if famous writers feel that way. I guess that’s why Alder’s quote gave me pause for thought. I’m sure she’s right. It’s the stories about me (or gossip or slander or humor) that may be passed on from family members to family members that might bestow that kind of immortality — at least where it’s important, and for as long as it remains pertinent.
What about you guys that write a lot? What’s the motivation behind what you write? Are you writing for someone? Who?