(Well, this isn't actually frequently asked but an audience member asked it of the panel I was on last Thursday. The two other writers - a retired professor of creative writing and a young man not long out of a MFA program -- both answered that they wrote because they had to -- that it was a consuming passion. Boy, did I feel like a Philistine -- albeit an honest Philistine - when I answered.)
A: I write for the money. The money I receive for my books isn't great -- it wouldn't support a family -- but it's useful and it allows me to justify the hours and hours I spend working on my novels. Would I spend a year, churning out 400 plus pages if I didn't get paid for it?
No, I don't think so. I'd scratch that creative itch with photography or quilting or painting or gardening. And blogging, of course. Oh, I'd eventually try my hand at poetry or a play or some shorter fiction -- but as I spent the first fifty-something years of my life not writing anything more than the occasional letter, I can't say that I HAVE to write.
Obviously, I don't have the passion -- just perseverance.
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