In many of the writing workshops I have given people asked me how to write their stories without hurting the people they love. There is no answer for that and in fact, that is the wrong question. The question is, how do I write my story, tell the truth, and let it go?”
I changed this question simply because if you focus on others, you will not tell your story. Demons have a way of staying in your head allowing you to change what you want to say. That might be okay, if that is the way you want to do it.
Or, you can write it in creative non-fiction form which means you write your story, change the details, names and maybe even the plot and let it go. The Basket Weaver was such a writing for me. But for me, it was too painful to write as a memoir, so I gave my story to a character, Alana, and I gave the relationship I wanted to write about to someone else. Then I let my fingers type out the story that needed to be told. If I wanted this book to be in pure memoir form, this is not the book I would have written.
At the time I wrote The Basket Weaver, I knew I had to come to grips with a painful sibling relationship that had plagued me for decades. Writing it in memoir form was unbearably painful. So I gave my story away and then I felt free enough to write it, pain and all. I was terribly ill with MCS from an overexposure to black mold and thought I was going to die. I had to move to the desert to calm down my body. It nearly broke me financially but what choice did I have? My doctor and a friend told me I had to do something to heal myself emotionally because this illness was hanging on and I was not healing. Besides being betrayed by neighbors and friends that caused great suffering during this mold incident, I knew I had to deal with my sibling issues. My friend told me I had to write about it or she would sit on my lap until I did. So I did. And she didn’t have to.
Readers either love The Basket Weaver or they don’t. I have been shocked at the responses I have gotten. And I noticed that as soon as I submitted The Basket Weaver for publication, a part of my decades-long angst released and I have not felt agony over this relationship since. A few of my books allowed me to feel a deep healing after they were sent for publication but I’ll get into them later.
My advice: write your story, heal yourself. Too painful to write? Give your story away.
Keep your pen moving,
Blessings, Jan
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