Confession: All of my fiction contains elements of truth. When you ask me to tell you the back story behind An Uncertain Certainty and New Year’s Eve I intentionally refrain from telling you what is true and what is false because it is not your business.
But that doesn’t mean those things didn’t happen or that they did.
I am not trying to be coy or obnoxious about this because the point of this post isn’t whether those things happened or not. Nah, this is about writing and the process of trying to produce something remarkable and worth reading more than once.
Sometimes the best way to do that is to dig so deep inside that the words on the page scare you.
But There Are Boundaries in Blogging
There are boundaries in blogging. There are stories I don’t share because they aren’t mine to discuss with anyone beyond those who are directly involved in them. There are also those tales that veer into the land of TMI.
I know exactly where some of those lines are and haven’t a clue about the others. Blame it on having had the filters surgically removed from my mouth.
Yep, I am not afraid to say anything at any time or any place. Doesn’t mean that I will. My kids have heard me say many times that just because you can doesn’t mean you should.
Dig Deeper and Push Harder
When people speak of sharing their own truth I am sometimes guilty of rolling my eyes. Don’t know why other than it sounds pretentious to me.
Won’t take the time to talk about whether that is right or wrong because I want to talk about fear and writing. Some of the best work I have ever done has come from writing about things that scare me.
Some of the best things I have ever written comes from tearing the scabs off of painful experiences and ripping down the walls that hide the past.
When I push harder and try to go deeper I find more depth and new layers. People respond to that raw honesty. They are attracted to it.
I won’t always publish those words. Sometimes it is because of the reasons I listed above and sometimes it is because I just can’t bring myself to do it.
Is It Ego or Is It Fear
I don’t know if it is ego or fear that prevents me from going there and sharing it with you. So sometimes I slip into my guise as a professional writer of works of fiction and put it together there.
The stories are taken from those experiences and adjusted so that no one can say I am writing about them alone. But the piece of me are obvious to myself. They jump off of the page and I sometimes wonder if others who know me recognize them.
What I want is to publish multiple books and to be paid to do nothing but write my stories and share my thoughts. There are multiple paths to reach this place, but I am betting that my way is going to get it done.
If I am write about writing and that it should scare us then good things will happen. And if I am wrong, well I’ll just try a different way to make it happen.
Without risk there is no reward.