As writers, we write. Truthfully, we can’t function normally unless we do. Something in our wiring that makes our bad day worse if there’s no pen to paper or tapping of computer keys. Makes our good day stellar if we can scratch out a few lines.
When tragedy strikes, like everyone else, we bottle up. Curl into a ball and huddle in a dark corner. We drown. Writing will help anyone going through a rough time. Ask any psychiatrist.Either to work through our feelings or even just as a distraction.
Because writers live mostly in our heads, writing during this difficult time, even if it’s trivial and unrelated, is a lifeline back to the normal world. We truly can’t function, can’t survive without it.