from the Inside
an e-zine for writers with heart
that means YOU!
are all writers, we all have heart and there are many forms to practice
writing, journal writing, story writing, your own "story tale"
and much, much more.
intention of this e-zine is to provide inspiration, information and
stories to aid in:
YOUR OWN WISDOM WITHIN
TAPPING INTO THE WORK YOU'RE HERE TO DO
YOUR STORY - RECOGNIZING THE THREADS THAT MAKE YOU YOU!
by Lissa Ann Forbes
FORGET TO CELEBRATE YOUR MOM TODAY!
can look forward to the next issue of Write from the Inside on May 29,
#23: May 8, 2005
all in memory ... somewhere!
you ever had this experience—you
know you saved a document on your computer or in a file cabinet, but
when you go back to find it, it's gone! Or at least you think it is,
then you find it exactly where you filed it.
you read a book or watch a movie, do you find yourself thinking
"I remember when something similar happened to me" or
somehow you trigger something totally unrelated?
you ever wondered how to access the most amazing computer called
your brain? Do you think you've forgotten the password and it's gone
my experience, my mind really is an amazing tool. I must admit,
sometimes I think I'm losing it, but if I pay attention, there is much
more information there than I will ever be able to write about in my
lifetime. I spend a LOT of time in a bookstore, as I work in one
part-time and I'm constantly fascinated by the titles people choose for
their books. Do you know that Borders Book Store carries somewhere in
the neighborhood of 110,000 titles in books, music and DVDs? Every day,
as I stroll through the aisles, many of these titles catch my attention
and I find myself journeying into a part of my life.
... wander down the path of book-lined streets. Write down the titles
that catch your eye.
cozy corner in the cafe and let those titles take you back to a time
in your life.
for 20 minutes on the subject and see what bubbles up for you. You
might simply be amazed at the memories that flood through your mind.
Don't forget to capture all the details. What kind of day was it?
What was your internal weather? Who is in the picture? What happened
that made it memorable? Write it all down.
do not remember days,
Pavese (1908-1950 )
Poet, and Translator
Seashells and Summer Vacations
Remembrance of Mom
Lissa Ann Forbes
of 1996, she made dinner for seven people—me,
a friend, my two boys, Phillip and Scott, Dad and herself. Six weeks
later she was gone. I called her Mom. Devotedly, she cooked family
dinners every night. She kept an immaculate home in color coordinated
decor, made sure I had clothes in the latest fashion for my figure,
taught me to sew and cook, and encouraged me by example that reading was
an important pastime. She taught me strength, in the face of adversity
as she faced her own. She taught me compassion for others as she visited
families at Christmas less fortunate than herself. I learned that we all
have at least one passion. Mom's was golf, mine is reading and
Two and a half years later, September of 1998, I wrote to her,
revisiting her in a familiar place.
sit on a rock at the ocean’s edge remembering I’ve been here before.
I’ve come back to visit you here where we spent many vacation hours
with the boys, Aunt Pat and Dad. Once, early after you died, I sat on a
different beach and remembered the same thing, but promised I would get
back here one day to visit you on the same ground, the same waterfront
we shared in a time gone by. I kept my promise.
brings up an interesting concept as I reflect. Short-term promises are
easy to recognize in their keeping. One hasn’t had time to forget the
promise made. But long term realized promises are a bit more difficult.
In the time between the promise made and the promise fulfilled, one can
easily feel it has been forgotten and neglected. When fulfilled after
many days, weeks, months or more, it is easy to let the frustrations of
the day cloud the blessing that has finally come. Well, I am here to
spend just a glimpse of time with you, appreciating all that you gave
me. I know I did not give you adequate recognition and appreciation when
you were here, but please know you sit on high now. There is one quality
you had (of many) that I only wish I was capable of—the ability to
shrug off a mood and show a happy face to the world. I often find it
difficult to do when I need to. You were an entertainer, an actress in
your own right. I still search to figure out who and what I am, what I
am really good at. Is that struggle also because of you? Or is it
inherent in the course of my journey? I think it is the latter—I
strive so hard not to blame others for my displeasure, but I often feel
I carry an anger so deep that I need help to dig it out and dispose of
it. It’s time.
don’t quite understand why I feel so sad, so lost, so isolated. I have
plenty of people around me—some of whom take pleasure in my
company—some who seek out my company …
something is missing …
sit by the ocean with that wondrous whoosh and thunder of waves washing
up to shore. I contemplate how it must feel to be a sea creature that is
carried by the waves.
you may simply flow peacefully through the water observing life as you
go by. Sometimes you may be crushed by the force of the water into a
rock or the sand. Are you hurt? Are you stranded? Do you wonder why this
is happening to you? Or do you take it in stride, pick yourself up and
catch the next wave to safety? But you don’t know if the next wave is
a vehicle to safety or if it is transport to further danger. You go
anyway. And then you may be washed to shore to be left to dry out and
possibly … most likely … to die. But your life is not over, because
if you have a shell or soul,
someone comes to pick you up and shelter you and revere you … to find
the preciousness in you.
are always moments of preciousness. The essence of pleasure and joy is
in the recognition of these precious moments.
is odd that as I sit here, listening to the whoosh and splash of the
tide coming in, absorbing the faint warmth of the sun breaking through
the cloud cover, that I begin to feel at peace with my complete
aloneness even though people continue to maneuver around me … some
jogging, some walking, some as couples hand-in-hand, some as parents
helping children search for the souls of beached shells. It is odd that
with all this life going on around me that I feel I am the sole survivor
sitting on a lone beach … the only one to hear the crash of the waves
grow louder as the tide comes in … and feel a faint breeze whisper
across my face. I am the only one here.
breathe the salty air … that familiar scent that takes me back to
memories of many summers gone by, but can paradoxically keep me in
the present moment. A feeling of floating in a bubble simply as
the observer of all that God has created. The bubble is timeless.
time to catch the bus from Del Coronado Hotel back to the Ferry Landing
to return to my hotel. How I would love to stay here longer and allow
nature’s rhythms cleanse my soul … to do so completely … to remove
the barnacles and smooth my rough edges to reveal the inherent beauty.
on Mother’s Day, nine years later, I remember. I celebrate who my
mother was to me. I am grateful for all that she gave me. And I am
learning what I'm good at.
Resource: The Writer Magazine (www.writermag.com)
Writer Magazine is full of handy tips and suggestions about writing
in general and the June 2005 issue includes a focus article, Memoir
Writing 101. In general, the article focuses not only on how to
write well, but if you choose to publish for the mass market, how to get
there. Frequently there are tips by top selling authors. It also
includes suggestions for where to market.
Specifically, I found the
article on memoir writing concise and it pointed to some
particular areas to help you make your life story interesting to your
audience. For most people, this audience is only close family and
friends. Recently, one of my ezine readers commented that she would like
her personal history to be
more than a stream of facts. This article has some great suggestions:
develop a captivating opening, create scenes, use details and dialog,
and build suspense. It's a "must read" if you really want your
family to treasure the documentation of your life. Keep in mind, these
are also good suggestions for any writing.
Add a custom journal to
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Booklet and a Can Your Life: The Key to Self-Preservation
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booklet and tape will help trigger memories, show how to capture the
details and entertain and inform, and the journal is a place to get it
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folks are saying:
I have heard or read many of the stories, I loved hearing you tell them.
YOU DO GREAT WORK!"
Crosby, Key Partners, Rock Hill, SC
voice and presentation are wonderfully apt for this type of outreach,
Lissa, and your positive message(s) can only be of help to those who
receive your tapes."
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