The question 'why do I write?' bewilders me somewhat. I know (or can make a reasonably good guess) why I do not do certain things: drive a car, for example, or cook wonderful meals every day. Perhaps disabilities lend themselves more easily to explanation. You have to constantly justify, to yourself and others, why you cannot do these things which make life so much more pleasant.
Hariharan, Githa, Why I Write, Kunapipi, 16(1), 1994.