Orwell and Didion’s essays, “Why I Write”, were interestingly both extremely relatable to my life and extremely opposing to it. Firstly, Orwell’s description of knowing that he was destined to be a writer “from a very early age” does not resonate with me in the slightest. However, Orwell describes his childhood as a “private world” which he created for himself. Reflecting back upon my lifetime, I feel that I have created a comparable lifestyle. I often find myself deep in thought. Fortunately, I found writing as a way to release all of that energy in the past few years. Similarly, Didion also gets at this theme of wondering: wondering about the world, about people, about places, and mostly about why. This curiosity is what fuels my desire to write.
I also found Orwell’s great motives for writing very noteworthy. Initially, I was slightly offended by the first listed motive, “sheer egoism”. However, upon further thought, I realized that it is absolutely true. Overall, I feel that my motive for writing intertwines all four motives, particularly “aesthetic enthusiasm”. I generally feel that my outlook upon writing is far more optimistic than both of these authors describe in their essays. While I agree with major life events greatly influencing writing, which is definitely relevant in my life, I prefer to use the negatives in life to highlight the positives.