I know that it’s not for every writer, every year, but I am loving this NaNoWriMo business and I am thankful that my story is just flying out of me. It is just working for me in the here and now. I also love the style of writing that I have chosen for this book which is not something that I am hugely familiar with.
Basically a few months ago I was asked to write a chapter for a book that was going to be published next year. They only needed a single chapter from me, a single piece of my story without any need for context, characters or details that would complicate things. They just wanted my experience in it’s most raw form. As is (or as it was).
This was a new way of writing for me, but it really opened something up in me as I was able to ignore everything but the experience itself without having to explain anything. I wrote in the first person for the first time ever which is very differently to how I usually write. I was so chuffed with the outcome and I am very proud of it, but before I could send it in the project was cancelled. I was so disappointed as it was a fabulous opportunity for me to get my work and my name out there and it would have been my first published work. But at the same time I was pleased that I hadn’t already sent it in so that someone else had it and without a book!
So as I was pondering on how to find another similar project as it was so specific, it dawned on me that I could actually write a whole series of similar stories about my journey with my condition. Instead of expelling a whole bunch of details and a long boring story, I could simply write it as a series of essays that take the reader deep into my experiences on my journey. It doesn’t really matter who was there and who wasn’t. It doesn’t matter how the medical system of the time worked or why we were in the particular country that we were at the time.
All that matters really is how I felt and what I went through. I could list all the things that happened to me or I can write a much shorter list and go much deeper into those experience. I can take the reader deep into my most significant and interesting experiences so that they know how I felt and how scary it was for me.
My condition is multifaceted and the way that I was often treated varied massively from those specialists and doctors who tried to leave no stone unturned, those who apparently just couldn’t be bothered and to the other end of the scale where they were not only neglectful but on occasion abusive and took advantage of me.
I love the saying that “Writing is easy, all you do is sit down at the typewriter and bleed!” There is so much meaning in that for me. It shows how costly writing is emotionally and that it is actually really hard. But what I find harder is to sit down and write something about which I know nothing. I find that if I sit down and spill my guts and tell my own story, it just pours out of me. The writing is the easy bit, but it hurts my heart and soul.