Hi dear writers,
I haven’t kept up with a blog for a while, so here I am — fresh from a walk in the sunshine, still sweating, but feeling good that I made myself get out there.
I finished a new book a couple of days ago and it is now up online. It’s called:You Still Can: Survive Isolation & Rediscover You. As I read it over again today, I realized how grateful I am to have written it. Does that sound as if I’m bragging? Well, not really. I’m just acknowledging that I can finally say, “I like this new book of mine.” And I think others will too. Check it out.
You see, I didn’t used to acknowledge my own writing. But now I do. And that’s what I want for you as writers too. I mean, if we don’t like what we’ve written, then how could we expect that anyone else would? We have to be the steward. We have to honor our creativity. We have to love what comes onto the pages, and then (after a good editing) allow it to go forth into the world. I hope you will do that.
So, give thanks for what you write — and your writing will become even more of your friend. Your creativity will re-create you.
By for now. I think I’ll do a blog more often…
Look for the next one soon…
All the best with your writing. And give thanks for it.
Sincerely,
Melba
Thank you! I was thinking of you today. I printed out the text of my latest project, to give it a final read and polishing, then decided it was garbage and I should just shut up.
And then I remembered your voice, your encouragement.
And now this. Thank you; I’ll keep on plugging away.
Hi Susannah,
So happy to hear from you! And delighted to know that you will “keep on plugging away.” You’ve got a story to share, so please keep on with it. I’d love to see it when it’s done.
Wishing you all the best always…
Melba
Melba,
This is the first time I have actually written to actually share and feel that I may be of some help or inspire somebody. You did me, and I have been wanting to do this for years.
I had a surgery 10 years ago that left me to infections and malnutrition. I would had died if it were not for my boyfriend. But I think that I am accepting certain complications with having some self-compassion. One, its alright. Mistakes happen. That does not mean I should quit living. I have tons of poetry, paintings and other things of art that I was intending to sell or use. But put away for 10 whole years. I gave up.
Your article inspired me to at least write and feel the feeling of “You Still Can”. I sure hope so, because I am only 59, I did not die and I need to feel more, live more and get my self-esteem up.
Don’t know quite where to go from here, but thank you. I did this.
Dear Keely,
Thank you so much for your inspiring words. This is why I write. So you and others get back to their own writing. I really appreciate your
taking the time, and courage, to write to me.