Many writers describe the process of writing as torture including bleeding, being bored senseless, tormented by a lack of ideas but I prefer this perspective:
My father, like my sister, was a brilliant literary scholar. He wrote beautiful novels and people loved him so much. Unlike me, he never stopped drinking and there was the Achilles heel, the thing that made him feel shame and sadness. Also, he had an awful childhood. I will be 65 in a few months and definitely feel if not now, when? When will I gather that child up in my arms and tell her she is enough?
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Writing about tragedy is very hard and frequently feels ridiculous to me, and yet, after my first novel was published I was told repeatedly that I had a handle on the subject of grief that few could duplicate. But I didn’t want that gift because the price I’d paid was much too high. Both my best friend and my eldest sister had been killed in separate accidents when I was in my twenties and both deaths had left me in a state of devastation, unable to recover from the idea that both these women had deserved to live while I, an untreated alcoholic who made terrible decisions, should have been the victim. Yes, this was a narcissistic and immature reaction but I was both narcissistic and immature and, until I stopped drinking and went to therapy, I was unable to write about anything beyond my own loss. Writing about tragedy is very hard and frequently feels ridiculous to me, and yet, after my first novel was published I was told repeatedly that I had a handle on the subject of grief that few could duplicate. But I didn’t want that gift because the price I’d paid was much too high.
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