No matter who or where we are, we consume art on a daily basis. We listen to songs, go to the cinema, or spend a lazy afternoon enjoying a good book.
But why is it that art is so important? Why is it that our lives would feel empty, pointless, filled with blank spaces without art?
Art is important for a million different reasons: we consume art because it inspires us, because it gives us purpose, motivation, ambition, and it makes us dream. Art shows us a world we would’t dare imagine by ourselves. We consume art simply because it’s beautiful… a beautiful voice can be admired just for that, so is a beautiful painting.
Beauty in itself is never pointless.
We consume art because we want to be entertained, because we want to forget about all the worries and hardships of our day to day lives. We consume art because we want to feel less alone, we want to believe there are others just like us, who think and feel and act like us. We consume art because we want to escape a world we can’t really understand.
When I first read Anca’s posts, I didn’t know what to believe. She was really good. She writes beautifully, and after I’ve read a couple of paragraphs filled with quotes I would have liked to have written them myself, I understood that I had become a fan. It’s a great compliment for a writer to admire you to the point of envy, so much so that he can admit he’s simply not as good.
So I had to tell her she was good. That’s what fans do. I had to tell her that her characters struggled the same way I did, and her characters were as much a part of me as they were a part of her.
After that I decided to reblog some of her best posts, so more people could enjoy her writing. That’s also one of the things a fan does: he tells everyone he can about this movie, this book, this great artist he found out about.
But somehow that didn’t feel like enough.
I’ve met a lot of artists, great artists, who somewhere along the line got tired and quit. Just like that. And I thought Anca was simply too good to quit. Or even think about giving up. And so I asked her if she wanted to write a compilation of short stories with me.
Hell, told her I’d be honored if she’d want to have her name alongside mine on the cover of a book.
Because I believe in her writing. Because her stories can make people feel. A couple of months ago she wrote one of my favorite short stories ever.
I think she deserves this chance, simply because people deserve to read her stories. People need to read her stories.
But we simply can’t make it without your help. We’re $400 short of reaching our goal, which means enough money to pay for editing, advertising, and such. Also, we’d be certain there are enough people out there who believe in her stuff.
And that sort of thing matters. Knowing that someone cares about your stuff, that your words have an impact. Were it not for my readers, even when I had just one, I would have given up writing a long, long time ago.
We’ve got only ten days to reach our goal, and we need your help more than ever. If you want to help us out, you can do so here.