The Dark Side of Writing, with Nancy

The dark side is a lonely place. It is not a place of community, because in order to write we must be alone. It is not a time of chatting with others. It is a time of pushing through with our writing.

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For some authors a dark side of writing exists. It is the place where our conscious mind enters the scene as we write about emotional pain, grief, suffering, or destruction.

We my cry and feel pain whether we are writing fiction or non-fiction. We may become angry, and frustrated. There will be occasions in this place, where we will want to quit.

This is the dark side of writing. The self-doubt, the self criticism, the questioning of ourselves, wondering if what we write is good enough for others to read.

The dark side is a lonely place. It is not a place of community, because in order to write we must be alone. It is not a time of chatting with others. It is a time of pushing through with our writing. Even if we cry as we write about our life experience or a fictitious situation, the emotion is deep and sometime turns into darkness.

When the moment of darkness arrives we must remind ourselves, this is all part of the journey and life of a writer.  The dark side of a writer is necessary. For this is the place where our emotions will flow out into our writing.

Without darkness, there is no comparison to joy, and laughter. Without laughter and joy there is no comparison for darkness.

The key is, when we find ourselves wading into the dark side, we must be sure we do not stay in this place.

In the middle of today I stepped into the dark side of writing. As I finished, I looked out the window and the sun is shining brightly and soon I will venture out for a walk, to ensure, I step back out into the beauty of life.

Staying in the darkness is not an option…

Your comments and thoughts are welcome.

 

 

Memoir Writing, From the Desk to the Deck

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On Friday afternoon I dived into my memoir writing. I began with a few rambling notes. Then I moved to a rough draft introduction, and finally into chapter titles.

This version is my rough, rough, draft. It is the place where I lay aside perfect grammar, and perfect punctuation. It is the place where I allow whatever begins to flow from this section of my life to flow.

I moved from typing in my office, to the deck outside my door, to writing in cursive. I love to sit outside, with no shoes, dressed in comfy clothes, with sheets of paper, pens and highlighters in front of me.

The place I love, the place I find peace, the place of no perfection. Only my thoughts of my past and my current life.

The place of memoir. The place of admitting, this is my 3rd book, and it possibly will change my life and the life of others once it is available to the public.

Memoir, a story of a life turned inside out for all to see.

Nancy

“A woman who is determined to enjoy life, no matter what comes her way.”

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Nancy’s Memoir, A Story of Rejection and Opposition as a Woman Leader

At the end of the road, we find joy, love and peace, as we turn and walk away from those who reject us and oppose our call.

The road is tough, rough, bumpy, curvy, and filled with pot holes.

BUT

We grow as we go.

We learn as we go.

We fall to our knees and cry, and get back up and go again.

Others surround us and pick us up and walk along side of us.

Others walk away and shake their head, because we refuse to be molded and shaped to become just like them.

At the end of the road, we find joy, love and peace, as we turn and walk away from those who reject us and oppose our call.

Selah  ~~~~~ Pause ~~~ In peace we walk on.

Nancy J.

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and Now, The Memoir

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It is 10:15 p.m. on a Thursday evening. For the last week my blog would surface in my mind at odd times in my day.  In the middle of editing my course I begin to think about what I will write for the Life Time Writer.

I walk to the mailbox, and I begin to write a post in my head.

I wake up in the morning…well…you have the idea. It is time to write this post!

It is 10:15 p.m and all of “other” writing is off my desk. I am sitting before my screen signed in to the Life Time Writer page. Much has happened since my last post.

The Relationship Conference is growing as we set up conferences in 3 locations in the USA and a 4th as a global conference.

This journey began with writing. Writing 3 sentences on a page, that became 3 topics for a conference. All writing…

An online course flowed out from the 3 sentences on a page.

A book focused on community, is partially written and flowing out of the 3 sentences on a page.

AND FINALLY…the memoir is in the beginning stages.

As a life time writer my life has had moments of pain, struggles and hardships. Yet, there is always a rainbow waiting for me on the other side.

As I write this post I am reminded that this writing story of mine, is the beauty that unexpectedly arrives in the middle of life and my writing.

Words for my readers; Don’t forget to look for the joy in life. Look for the beauty and enjoy the writing journey.

Be determined to become a life time writer. The world is waiting for you and your words.