I recently finished reading The Memoir Project: A Thoroughly Non-Standardized Text for Writing & Life* by Marion Roach and while I will have an official review soon, I thought I would share the visceral reactions I had while reading it.
These are unedited and may or may not make sense. Putting my thoughts into words was one step in healing my relationship with writing. Sharing them as they are is another.
- I need to learn how to, and make peace with, vomiting shitty first drafts.
- I resist writing because it is something that comes so naturally and part of me wants to rebel.
- I am afraid that what I write will fail to live up to expectations, mine and other peoples’. I know this is not a unique fear among writers, but it feels very personal.
- I am afraid that after harboring this secret desire/talent for writing, I won’t be able to follow through on it.
- I am afraid that lack of follow through will mean I am a flake, lazy, undisciplined.
- The message of my life is “You are enough.”
- I am afraid that even though that is my message, I will write and write and write and it still won’t be enough.
It is scary to admit that I do not have it all together and figured out. It is scarier still to publish something with errors, but everything has to have a first draft. I hope that by consciously sharing the imperfect stages of writing, I encourage you to get comfortable in the mess of creation.