It’s taken a few days for me to digest everything that I learned this weekend.
One of the themes that ran prevalent throughout all the workshops was as an author you should write to the story and characters, not to any outside influences.
At first blush that seems like a no brainer. Write the story. But there is a little voice in my brain that likes to say ‘Oooo your mother wouldn’t like that!’ or ‘What would the people at work or church say?’ or ‘Really, are you really an author?’ That censor that is so hard to squelch and tends to shred brilliant stories before they’ve reach daylight.
An author needs to find a way to muzzle that voice. Sure, your mother, father, family or friends might be uncomfortable with parts of what you write. Ultimately, they aren’t writing it and will understand that it is not a reflection on them. If they chose to make so, their loss.
You pour everything into telling a story. Your blood, heart, soul only to strip it down re-frame, rework it until the experience you want the reader to have emerges.
Writing is not for the weak in heart.