I read to save my life, to take communion, to enter a community of fellow sufferers and rejoicers. As Milosz once said of poetry, it reminds us how difficult it is to be just one person. The same is true of all lit.
I write for the same reason—also to disturb the comfortable and to comfort the disturbed. And to be less lonely.
To Kill a Mockingbird showed me how a girl from a small, redneck town could cultivate an eye and a voice to become that most exalted of creatures: a writer.