I don’t know any writers who haven’t at one time or another thought, Why am I writing this? Is anyone even going to want to read it?
Whether you write memoir, fiction, essays or poetry, the words are or should be, uniquely yours– your voice, your character’s voice, your story, their story that you’re trying to tell. And there’s the rub, the risk of the writing life– you feel compelled to tell a story birthed in the isolation of your own mind and heart and send it out into the universe
While wrestling with the organization of my second book, a collection of essays and columns about life, love and raising sons, I’m getting tripped up, and bogged down with second guessing just about everything from the title to the contents of each chapter.It’s hard to have perspective when you’re writing your own life.
Then I remembered something award-winning author Shawn Vestal said at a recent reading of his debut novel Daredevils. Someone asked if it was difficult for him to write from the perspective of Loretta, a 15-year-old girl. Vestal replied that it was actually quite freeing and then added, “Really, the only reservoir you have is your own life.”
Yes! Everything from our wildest flights of imagination to our earliest childhood memories, comes from the same reservoir.
Don’t be afraid to drop your bucket down into its depths and pour out what you find.