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This week: Writing For Life Edited by: Fyn  
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Writing isn't about making money, getting famous, getting dates, getting laid, or making friends. In the end, it's about enriching the lives of those who will read your work, and enriching your own life, as well. It's about getting up, getting well, and getting over. Getting happy, okay? Getting happy.~~Stephen King
What a miracle it is that out of these small, flat, rigid squares of paper unfolds world after world after world, worlds that sing to you, comfort and quiet or excite you.~~Anne Lamott
You may tell a tale that takes up residence in someone's soul, becomes their blood and self and purpose. That tale will move them and drive them and who knows that they might do because of it, because of your words. That is your role, your gift.~~Erin Morgenstern
First, you write for yourself... always, to make sense of experience and the world around you. It’s one of the ways I stay sane. Our stories, our books, our films are how we cope with the random trauma-inducing chaos of life as it plays.~~Bruce Springsteen
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I read a post on social media the other day. A long post. A sad and yet, and yet it was inspiring post, meant, I think to inspire the man who wrote it. His life isn't going as he'd imagined it would. His health is shakey, his relationship is on the rocks. He's sad. But he's getting through it. He's writing his way through, around, over, and under all the 'stuff' that he's dealing with.
I get it. I've been in that place. I know it well. I know where the windows are placed and which one gets stuck and which one has a tear in the screen. I know where the doors are. The locked ones, the ones that go nowhere, the ones that only lead to storms, and the one that leads to the sun. I've run down its endless hallways to nowhere and tripped up the stairs. I've slept on the couch in that dismal living room, tossed and turned on the lumpy mattress, and pillowed my head on my arms at the kitchen table. The roof leaks, the cold winds blow in through cracks in the walls, and nary a picture hangs straight on the walls. I remember so many details about that place. I felt stuck. Nothing worked. And the only direction, at the time, seemed to be one well-worn circle on a piece of worn and shabby shag rug sixty years out of date.
Then, I started writing again. I hadn't for a long time--the results of being told I was wasting my time, that I was a lousy writer, that no one one would ever want to read the drivel I wrote. Finally away from the negativity he disperses, I thought that just maybe, he was wrong. So I started writing. For me. His voice would echo up through the levels of my mind and I had to work hard to silence him even from a thousand miles away. And I did. At first, it was all just to write him out of my system. Then it was because I'd found my joy again. And finally, because I'd remembered that writing was my air, the blood coursing through my veins alive again.
Writing is a great way to put life into perspective. It allows for space around the unpleasant. It gives power to the once silenced. It is a way to inform others of dangerous pathways and how to avoid them. It may be a primer on getting out of bad situations or even, the inspiration for another, to take those first baby steps into freedom. This isn't to say those steps are not terrifying, because they may well be, but writing gives the writer a strength they might not even know they had!
Writing to heal is so very valuable. Priceless. Sometimes, what we write serves on many levels, both for the reader and the writer. It was a lost, dark, and lonely time for me until I realized that I had my words to keep me company. I came as near as one could, I suppose, without actually taking that final step to get away from the pain. But the writing helped. WDC helped although it was unbeknownst to this writing collective at large. It made a humongous difference. It allowed me to be me, find me, and be happy with me.
Since those days, I've come across others here who have traveled that journey, who have found themselves, who have found their voice. Each time I do, it is such a happy feeling. I follow their journeys and rejoice in their successes. It is a learning experience to watch them grow in confidence, in experience, as both writers and humans. There is much that we have here to offer each other!
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Bikerider  says: Thank you for highlighting my story, Freedom. Your newsletter makes many good points. When I read a story, I like knowing how some basic information; in romance, how did the couple arrive at this point in the story? In historical fiction, what happened that led to this event? Sometimes a writer can obscure the story with too much detail, so we have to find that perfect amount of detail that plumps up the story with without boring the reader. Thank you for the excellent newsletter.
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