I'll just add this as a comment because I don't know what just happened there.
So...yea...narrative writing has become that demon lurking in the closet, the one that i know is there and no one else can see. I was fine with the writing assignment until it was mentioned that this will be put in an anthology...then I was like...ACK! (really I can't put what was going through my head on here...heh) In small groups, I am fine talking about my past and my experiences, but when it's put into writing and read by people that I can't see face to face, I am very uncomfortable with it, especially after the reading last week.
I struggled all weekend with what to write about. I did mention a very wonderful high school teacher and a college professor, but I couldn't bring myself to talk about the experiences that make me...well...me. Does that make sense?
I'm having some of the same issues. Not so much that I don't want to share my experiences, but most of my major experiences are very depressing, and do I really want to bring people down? I'm having an issues with what I want to write for that aspect.
I share that feeling, I think. There are some things I feel I need to write in order to get on with it, but I'm not sure I want them out there for public consumption. At least you have the wonderful high school teacher and college professor.... I'm feeling my life is/was very dysfunctional... but I can smile about that now... I think :-)
I'll just add this as a comment because I don't know what just happened there.
ReplyDeleteSo...yea...narrative writing has become that demon lurking in the closet, the one that i know is there and no one else can see. I was fine with the writing assignment until it was mentioned that this will be put in an anthology...then I was like...ACK! (really I can't put what was going through my head on here...heh) In small groups, I am fine talking about my past and my experiences, but when it's put into writing and read by people that I can't see face to face, I am very uncomfortable with it, especially after the reading last week.
I struggled all weekend with what to write about. I did mention a very wonderful high school teacher and a college professor, but I couldn't bring myself to talk about the experiences that make me...well...me. Does that make sense?
I'm having some of the same issues. Not so much that I don't want to share my experiences, but most of my major experiences are very depressing, and do I really want to bring people down? I'm having an issues with what I want to write for that aspect.
ReplyDeleteI share that feeling, I think. There are some things I feel I need to write in order to get on with it, but I'm not sure I want them out there for public consumption. At least you have the wonderful high school teacher and college professor.... I'm feeling my life is/was very dysfunctional... but I can smile about that now... I think :-)
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