Episode #21 – Grief

How do you write the hard things, the emotions you’d rather avoid? Today, we’ll try our hand at it together.

From an unlikely source, we find a different definition of grief, one we’ll apply to today’s prompt.

Why would you want to write about painful situations or difficult emotions? Who would want to read that? You’d be surprised—people who love and care about you, people who have felt similar pain.

Watch the video and see where it takes you.

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Remember always: The only way to do this wrong is to not do it at all!

Until next time, happy writing!

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1 year ago

Here is an excerpt from one I wrote last year. It’s about how the loss of my husband 10 years ago still affects me now. I wrote this after a panic attack at a funeral last year. I don’t want to be around any tragedies or funerals –  It’s taken a decade for my own scar        to heal enough       that I can ignore it most of the time. Many days I don’t even notice the scar at all. But people who don’t know me well Don’t even know that I have a scar,      nor how it happened,       nor how deep it reaches, … Read more »

Last edited 1 year ago by Jennifer Rawlings
Kit Dwyer
1 year ago

It is raining on this day. So many memories of funerals in the rain. I didn’t attend the funeral for the lost one. I thought I attend for the remaining family. But really, I attend to help me with my own grief. If that grief, that love I had, no longer had a place to be, if it still existed, where would I put it? I listened to others talk about their love and grief. I tried to assimilate other’s stories into my space. But my lost love didn’t stay seated there. I tried different places for short times and… Read more »

Holly Martinez
1 year ago

Patricia beautifully said. So true. Gives me a breath of “yes it is.” And the thought of, that’s why it had been so heavy, and why I hadn’t been able to shake the pain because there was nowhere to go. ” And the reason I grieve is that I loved.

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