Writing is a daily commitment I make with myself. I surround myself with words, dictionaries, thesaurus, children’s books, poems, newspaper articles, novels. I find that I write better when I read, whatever it is.
Writing gets to the heart of the matter.
Writing tells a story of the life of the writer.
It is my story that I represent. I should be
able to keep up appearances and images.
More than that, I should be able to tell the truth.
Writing takes its own form. It is not forced. It
goes with my ebb and flow. It captivates the sadness,
reinstates the saneness, cheers the happiness, and stands up for the melancholies. In French they have a word for that,
“malaise”. Good writing should tell about suffering too.
I write to give a record of my life. I first give this to myself and
then give it to others, if they ask to read my work.
Writing is a daily reconciling. Every moment can be written
about because every moment in a life is important.
Writing should be shared. Just as life should be shared. I have a friend Isabelle who likes my writing. It is her support that cheers me, makes we want to write more. I love her for that and many other things as well.
Lastly, writing brings the peace. When good writing encompasses the soul, there is a sense of deep understanding and a sense of serenity, too.
“In truth I come to thee
like the budding rose
The sea of humanity deep
The daily steps
On the ground that was sinking
revisited
the words write themselves
of Jim’s story
which is unfolding
as we speak.”
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
January 28, 2011
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