The relentless ability to feel is both a curse and a gift for storytellers. Lately, I'm wondering if I can continue to be a lightning rod for emotions. Here’s what I’ve discovered.
Thank you for sharing such a vulnerable post, Diane! This one made me stop and think.
I am also one who has filled any grief I've felt over various losses in life with busy-ness. In some ways it helps one keep going, but we can also lose the colour of life, so to speak. Grief, anger, fear, joy... these are all deep emotions that make life real, and yet are difficult to experience at the same time.
Grief packs a wallop. The opening scene captures the way it must have felt when you got the news about Shari: swept under water and struggling to breathe. The waves of emotion surging in the wake of all the bad news. Yes, writers can be lightning rods, but lightning rods need grounding to work effectively. You're sea legs are sturdy.
Thank you for sharing such a vulnerable post, Diane! This one made me stop and think.
I am also one who has filled any grief I've felt over various losses in life with busy-ness. In some ways it helps one keep going, but we can also lose the colour of life, so to speak. Grief, anger, fear, joy... these are all deep emotions that make life real, and yet are difficult to experience at the same time.
Thank you for your kind words. I finally feel like I am starting to get my head above water …
Grief packs a wallop. The opening scene captures the way it must have felt when you got the news about Shari: swept under water and struggling to breathe. The waves of emotion surging in the wake of all the bad news. Yes, writers can be lightning rods, but lightning rods need grounding to work effectively. You're sea legs are sturdy.
Your words are always inspiring. I’m wobbling a bit, but getting there. Thank you, Jill