It's an interesting question to consider, why
anyone would write for others to read. Writing to make a living
requires not only talent and dedication, but also a fair dose of luck
– the better you are, the less luck you need, but you will always
need luck. So writing with the express intention to make money from
it is either foolish, or optimistic (or perhaps better to say
“hopeful”).
I felt moved to write about why I
write when, as I do from time to time, I was re-reading a collection
of essays by Isaac Asimov. Most of these collections are compilations
of his regular science fact feature from The Magazine of
Fantasy & Science Fiction
(often referred to simply as F&SF,
though that is subject to confusion with a description of a literary
genre), which might be billed as science fact, but often contained
things that took a certain departure from that brief. Each essay
begins, almost invariably, with some anecdote from Asimov's own
experience.



