One of the best things about being a writer is channeling all these ideas and experiences I have in my head to create stories, to tell people what happened to these characters I’ve made. But it’s not just me, of course, it’s us. Our stories are all patchwork of our hopes, dreams, pains and imagination.
We all go through things because, if you’re reading this, you’re alive. And God said in this world, things wouldn’t be easy. We live in a broken and fallen world, but thank goodness He’s not abandoned us.
But still. Stuff happens. There are good days, days spent riding your bike, getting ice cream, tramping through the forest, swapping stories with friends…There are times you can come together to work with others for a cause or a project. There are times you’re working to further or own knowledge, or furthering someone elses. Good times, happy times, times that you can remember and smile and be thankful for.
We pull from all of these experiences without even realizing it to flesh-out our writing, to make it realistic and relatable. But it’s not just the good and productive memories we pull from, but the times where we get stabbed.
(hopefully not literally, although if one were stabbed it would be good research.)
I mean stabbed emotionally, of course. It could just be an outside offense, a small bristling of the feathers, or one that goes straight to your core and you don’t know what to do; it’s the kind of stabbing where you’re left without an emotion, but an empty hopeless feeling.
All those times, good, productive, and the times where we feel as though we’ve been stabbed by someone close or far, deep or shallow, can be used, if you just process and not stuff it down.
Breath. Reflect. Don’t stew and dwell, don’t live in the past. The past is the past and the past is behind us, but don’t forget. It was all for a purpose.
Use all those times, the good, the productive, and the ugly to further your writing, and all of your all your art. Let those ugly moments shine through. We can all relate to those ugly, emotionally-stabbing times in our lives, because on some level, we’ve all been there.
We can relate to each other in our pain, and find common ground there. We’ve all been hurt by sin, whether it is our own, others sinful intentions to hurt us, or a rebounding of someone’s sinful choices.
Use it. Draw from it. Pour it into your writing, because we’ve all been hurt, whether small or big, lasting or not. Whatever your story, we’ve been there. Honesty, it draws people in because the see themselves in the pain, they’re familiar in it.
Now, I hope that made some kind of coherent sense, because it all 500 or so words poured out of my fingers as if November had come around and it was time for NaNo. 😉 Perhaps it was obvious, but it was on my heart and I wanted to share.
What are your thoughts, if any, after reading this? How can we draw from the times we’ve been stabbed to help our writing shine?
*free virtual ice cream if you managed to read the whole post*