Saving One For Another Time

I was trying to create a piece about my brother. It’s in draft form and not finished. There’s too much to say, and I wanted to write a poem. I’ve spent two days trying to put memories in words. Some so painful that I had to set my notebook down and walk away;  distracting my thoughts to life in the present.  One day I will finish the piece, and it might seem complete, but in my eyes it will never be enough.

 So I will leave this challenge on a positive note.  It’s actually been a positive experience. I’ve been thinking about blogs when I drive, when I go to sleep, when I wake up, and when I’m out experiencing day- to- day life. One time I hopped out of the shower totally soaking wet looking for paper and a pen.  I had an idea that may have left me if I didn’t get it down in writing.  It definitely has been a challenge, but an enlightening one………..

7 thoughts on “Saving One For Another Time

  1. Some memories are more difficult to write about, but one day you will finish that poem. I’d like to see it. Maybe I will get one down about my mother. I just started watching videos that included her a few years ago. I have a reflective “slicing” blog in my notes (IPhone, middle of the night) but never completed it. Yours is great!

  2. I’ve enjoyed reading your posts and commenting. Hope you will continue slicing every Tuesday, and when the piece about your brother is written, you can share it there. Best wishes for lots more writing! Carol

  3. Linda – you did it!! You wrote for 31 days!! Wa-hooooo!! I’m so proud of you for doing this!

    You have to keep writing, Linda. You have a gift, and you have to use it! Come back every Tuesday for the Slice of Life, ok? Keep working on that piece about your brother and share it when you’re ready.

  4. I understand all of what you have written here. All of it. In fact, I was just telling a friend the other day that a piece I published might not have been my best and I thought of some things I could have put in it after I hit “publish”….but I still felt proud of it because it was MINE. This led me to thinking about our students. If someone had told me while I was writing to “put this in there”, or “maybe you should say this, or that…” I wouldn’t have wanted to. It is what it is. I thought of those very things myself later and maybe I’ll make those decisions for my next piece. I say all of this to say….don’t hold off for perfection on the piece your drafting in your head and your notebook about your brother. It might just need to be published at some point. That’s one of the things I love so much about writing – it represents now and that’s rarely perfect! I love the introspection you have shown us. Way to go, Linda!

    • Thanks Carrie. My brother was killed in a car accident when I was 16. He was 20, and we were very tight. I started to write a poem about the incident and memories, but it hit home to the point that I was reliving it. I will write it one day though – just piece by piece.

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