Why We Write: Orange County Tour

We are taking our Why We Write project on the road with an Orange County Tour. Live events will be produced throughout the diverse cities of Orange County and feature author readings from curated essay submissions. Each event will be recorded for audio podcast and video documentary.READ MORE

Hege Anita Jakobsen Lepri

I write to hear my grandmother’s voice
-and to silence my Mom
I write to meet who I could have been
-and to change who I am
I write to remember the hardest blows
-and to forget the scars READ MORE

Elizabeth Solazzo

I write as though I am whispering in the ear of the one I love. I tell myself the secrets not easily shared with others. I soothe myself with the written word and find the comfort others cannot give me. I pour out grief and sadness over long ago hurts that now matter only to me. I encourage myself through my written words, reassuring a lost little girl that she is loved and perhaps more importantly, liked. READ MORE

Tamara Proschek

Because I have to. There is something about the feeling you get as the pen in your hands leaves its mark on a page, something that reminds you that “I am here”. Of course I am always here, you might say, to which I’d reply, not quite in the same way. How lucky for me that those words rhymed. Writing reminds me and those who write that they are feeling things that they do not know they are feeling, that they know things that they didn’t know they knew. READ MORE

Nadia Greasley

Writing is the Opposite of Letting Go

Writing came to me later, after I had my children, when I was searching for a medium that would help me reflect on life. Ideas of short stories started to pop up in my head while I was at work, so I began to jot them down in a note book, paying attention to my writing voice. The note books fattened as I wrote extensively about plots and characters. I became a closet writer and collected citations, beautiful words like rare flowers, and plenty of writers’ advice to comfort me. READ MORE

John Burns

Initially, I wrote because I couldn’t speak. Well, this is not strictly true. I can speak. Some days I can even speak quite well. But some days I can barely speak at all, and, good or bad, up or down, it’s always a struggle. Let’s just say that an ability to speak is not something I can rely on at any given time. READ MORE