It's advice I've been given over and over again. I desperately want to write what I know creatively. I want to share my life in fiction or even memoir form, but I'm always afraid that the reality of things will come out in my words - that people will recognize the parallels between my reality and my writing.
I'm embarrassed by it, I'm plagued by it. When I write about the mean things "that man" said to "that girl," will my father recognize his own words to my mother?
I let my writing be compromised.
I always let my writing be compromised by editors and the like, I'm always revising and editing.
But this time, it's different.
I've never let anyone change the fundamental message, change the underlying thought behind the piece.
Especially a personal piece not meant for work-related publication.
But it was about offending someone who has control of my financial situation (no, not my husband,
Once upon a time, a long time ago, I screwed up getting paid because I thought I was an expert. This was back in my idealistic college days, back when I thought I knew more than the rest of the world, but reflecting on this experience now (as an adult who recognizes that she knows nothing) makes me wonder if I was wrong and what other writers would do in this situation...
My father's friend wrote a book. He's not highly educated, his grammar and spelling were horrific, but his plot
I call myself an addict, and I mean that. Sure, I can go for a while without putting words to paper, but the activity - more so than the content - is cathartic. I need to write. This has caused more than one argument in my life, between me and friends, me and family, me and my husband. Arguments can come from any direction - I'm spending too long on my writing and not focusing on anything else; I'm ignoring my friends who can't understand why, I mean, it'll be there tomorrow right? I'm writing things
There are a thousand voices in my head, they're all talking and arguing and trying to find their way on to my paper without permission. What this really comes down to is that I'm having trouble defining one voice from the muck and din of the rest. They all have something to say and they all think their opinion is more important than anyone else, so how do I separate them from my own voice and give them their own life?
The trouble with characters is that sometimes they fall into the