To the lover of wilderness, Alaska is one of the most wonderful countries in the world.
~ John Muir
The countdown to Kodiak clock is winding down fast – as in tomorrow! As there will be no internet there, I will not be posting again until my return.
eginning tomorrow, Friday, August 29th, I will head out t othe Last Frontier.
For a week, I’ll be writing, relaxing, reading, and hopefully taking pictures of grizzlies and not getting mauled by one.
Oh, and did I mention there won’t have indoor plumbing?
Yeah. Roughing it at last!
Ever since I was seduced by her majestic mountains and clean, brisk air, I have longed to return. So this trip is a dream come true for me and one I can cross off my bucket list. And I almost gave up on it barely before I got started.
All because of negative feedback.
Ironically, I am going on this trip to work on my memoir. Sending out those few, vulnerable little chapters was difficult ~ not because I’m afraid of constructive criticism. But because the content is so raw and painful and intimate and personal.
It’s like stepping into one of my personal journals. Or sitting in on a therapy session.
Memoir experts say that your memoir shouldn't be about getting revenge or a way to work through your issues. But I say ~ just write. Get it all out, vomit on the page, deep clean those memories and wounds and trauma. Once it’s all out there, then you edit. Tweak. Delete. Reword.
Use your writing as therapy all you want. It’s only the final draft, the one that’s ready to go to the publisher, that should take your personal story, your personal pain, and make it universal. Because a memoir is never just about you and your healing.
It’s your story of healing being a beacon of hope to someone else who may be suffering in a similar way.
Oremus pro invicem,
Do you use your writing as a therapy tool? Why or why not?