"I care"

“I care,” said a voice in my head.“What?”“You wondered ‘Who cares if I write?’ I said, ‘I care.’"“Who are you?” I asked.“You can call me God,” the voice answered.“Are you God?” I asked.“I might be. But who I am is irrelevant.”“You're just a voice in my head,” I said.“Perhaps,” said the voice. “But that's irrelevant. What's important is that you want to write, and I care. So write.”“Why should it matter to me if you care, whatever you are?” I asked.“It doesn't need to matter," said the voice. "It's your decision. My decision is to care or not. And I care. Your decision is whether my caring matters or not. And your decision is?”“I don't know,” I said.“Do you want to write?” asked the voice.“I do,” I answered.“Then write,” said the voice.“I am writing,” I said. “I just wrote that. I’m writing this.”“And isn’t it grand,” said the voice “Don’t you love it?”“I do,” I admitted.“Then why not keep writing the things you care about writing?""You mean, instead of this?""In addition to this."“I don’t know,” I said. “I could write about something else. But right now I want to see where this goes. Where this leads. So I'm writing to find out.”“Where does it lead?” Asked the voice.I thought for a moment. “I don't know,” I said. “Do you know where it will lead?”“Of course,” said the voice. "I'm God."I ignored the God part. "Where?” I asked.“It leads to you doing the writing you care most about.”“And how will that happen?” I asked.“Easy. Whenever you get stuck, I’ll remind you that you want to write and I'll remind you that I care,” said the voice. "And you'll write."“What if I’m not in the mood?” I asked.“I'll remind you that that's irrelevant. I’ll remind you that you want to write, and that I care, and that your mood is irrelevant.”“What if I don’t have anything write about?” I asked.“Have you nothing to write about?”“No,” I said, “I've lots to write about.”“Then that's irrelevant. Just write.”“What if I’ve got lots of things to write about and can't decide which to write about first?” I asked“Can't you decide?” Asked the voice.“I can decide,” I said.“Then that's irrelevant. Just write."“All right, I said. “I'm going to write an essay about the evolution of political factions.”“Good,” said God. “Do it!”"Did you make me do that?" I asked."What?"“I wrote 'said God’ instead of ‘said the voice?’ And then I crossed it out. And then I put it back. Did you have anything to do with that?"“Are you going to write?” asked whatever asked.“Yes,” I said.“Then what I am is irrelevant,” said the voice. “Write. Because you want to. Because--whatever I am--I care. Isn’t that enough?”“It is,” I said. And posted this. And started writing my next piece.