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One of my most popular contributions last year was this straightforward mailing that reminds authors that there are very good grounds for writing beyond the big cake in the sky of publication. Write links you to others through blogs, group writing, read ings and self-publications such as Scribd and Smashwords.
Annotate here with your own reason why, and my favourite will be a free copy of a copy of Forged in Grace.
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For a long time now, it has been said that writing expressively - essay, memoir, story - has been helping them to improve. Research has shown an improvement in general well-being for those who are writing their worries and troubles. Of my own research among renowned, prosperous authors and my own and other experience of writing not professional (i.e., not necessarily for publication), I suggest that much benefit comes from writing in flux.
It removes you from yourself and allows you to think of yourself as part of something greater. The writing is an outstanding way to get into a state of fluid. One gets involved, does not think of awards or an public (at least early), it seems that we are losing or even stopping the importance of our times, and we are forgetting the daily routine in the interest of this "larger-than-life" thing that we are creating.
However, when you start writing things down, be it directly about your own lives, like in a journal, an essays or a novel, you get deep into this job and have a tendency to lift yourself above the usual frustration of your work. When I was in this emotional challenge I found a sense of relaxation and clearness in writing down my sentiments.
I was the film maker before the separation, capturing lives on photosensitive papers, putting parts of them into records, collecting the excess in Kodak covers and putting them in a cupboard. As a result of this trial, expressing my anxiety to its very end, I freed myself - at least in part - from these shared paternal-fearings.
I would like to mention two beautiful samples of writing, one as a memory, the other as a novel, which show how mourning can and must create it. Caseing Out of Time is a novel by leftislander David Grossman, whose boy was murdered a few years ago. I' m not just vomiting what a thousand men have been chewing and vomiting before me, as you like to do, eh, guardian of the notes?
Here is a narrative extract from My Mistake, a Daniel Menaker memorandum about his home environment, the demise of his brothers Mike when they were both young (he admits to blaming himself), his cancers and his many years in the New Yorker (where he wasn't always appreciated) and Random House. Then there was more writing - because as much as I reject the real work of writing, it calms me down, makes me think that I am administering myself like nothing else.
Rather than live in the shadows of an alternate, inanimate world?