Ernest Hemingway once said “There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.”
Now, Hemingway isn’t my favourite author. Not even close. But he’s got a point.
Some of my best writing has come from those deep places in my heart – the hurts I’ve experienced, the greatest joys, the deepest places of sorrow. But it’s awfully hard to put that out there, to let other people read about it. It’s a little bit like those embarrassing dreams about being naked in public.
But the beauty of fiction is that you can bare your soul, pour out your personal feelings, without anyone knowing that it’s really you. (Of course, now everyone who reads my books will be wondering … 😉 )
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What is the point, really, of going through the emotional experiences of life if you don’t use them for something. Maybe you have the power to ease someone’s pain, to encourage them, to highlight the blessings in their lives. I’ve read books that have done that. And I hope that the books I write can do that for someone else. Otherwise, why write?
Now it’s your turn. Take a really good look at your writing. Are you just scratching the surface? Are you afraid to tap into those painful places in yourself? What is holding you back?
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Give it a try today. Dig deep. Sit down at your computer … and bleed.