Patty Mayeux Blog

On Monday we recognized those who make our world a better place. Why do they do it? Maybe they wouldn’t answer with “It’s what I do!” A more likely answer might be to pay the bills, put food on the table, or it’s what I could find. I have a problem answering the question “What do you do?” There is no title or category that sums up my daily life. What I do is write; this blog, two novels, short stories, occasional poems or songs. The looming question is why? There is a deep-seated, driving need to write. It may never bring in money, today’s success measuring stick. Am I worthy of taking time and space on this planet if I’m not adding to the great cosmic coffers? My heart sees the fault in the logic, but my brain easily falls prey to the tangible pull of production = value. So instead of asking what people do, ask them why. What floats your boat? How could you carve out time in a perfect world to follow that passion? I spend hours a week putting words to a page and more hours learning how to do it better. Why? It’s what I do.