It’s Hard To Be A Writer

I know it’s much more difficult to write about ones life than it is to pen a novel. The latter is fantasy, make believe. Journeys you take in your mind that release you from your own reality.

Facing the truth in front of your typewriter is another story. Sometimes is extremely painful to write about ones own life’s reality.  Those events are never erased, but lived over and over again. Pages ripped from your past that come back to haunt you and resurface things that you had hope were buried so deep that they would never resurface. 

It’s hard to be a writer. It’s hard to write about the truth. 

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Welcome to my world! I have always loved to write, but I have spent most of my adult life in front of either a television or film camera. First as a Romper Room Teacher, then in television series and movies where writing took a backstage place in my life. I am now over 50 and have the freedom to get back to expressing myself through writing. I muse about my life and thoughts and just about everything under the sun. The only order to it is life itself as lived. Natural chaos! I am married and have three grown children who are interested in breeding horses, flying and creating. My youngest is the lead singer/songwriter of the Grammy nominated band, Tonic, Emerson Hart. So here I am, wanting to read about you and at the same time bringing you along with me to mine. I hope you will find me just as interesting as I do you! Hop aboard for the ride.

3 thoughts on “It’s Hard To Be A Writer”

  1. Looking back over the most interesting /intimate passages of our life can be joyous, tender and yes, wrenching …Recalling them in vivid, emotionally detailed ways is indeed a feirsome task requiring more than a little gumption ,nightmares and all … Nyna is not only brave but unselfish in the telling of great successes within her family but also ,their painful and very public losses … so many lives will be bolstered by her survival and happiness and her involvement in helping those whose families are similarly struggling with a loved one’s mental illness and accompanying issues … For me, regularly seeing and spending time with her grandparents (during their final years ) and hearing of Grace Kelly’s marriage and the beautiful Carolyn’s modeling career ,seeing also the pictures of the children and even of their lovely new home all seemed so other wordly to a small town girl … her (Nyna and her sisters) grandparents, as were mine ,were from Atlanta …just another reason in those long ago days, for exciting updates on the family’s latest news … it would be many years before I learned, through reading The Bridesmaids ,which came out in 1988 ,that Carolyn had begun this despairing journey… How very much this saddened me… Carolyn was such a lovely person graciously insisting I must come for a visit and tho’ I did call them when in New York , just didn’t ever make the time … we truly had a gentle connection and last year ,when Nyna called me and shared a little of her life’s story , it was heartbreaking … there is some understanding on my part but am also wanting to learn more of Nyna’s personal challenges and victories … Was eased to know that Patricia, her sister,who was known to me by a beautiful framed picture , had been a nurturing presence in her life … Had no way of ever finding answers to the troubling questions in my mind regarding this special family that had so impressed me … When I was lead some time ago , to your delghtful “stories ” and read of an unnamed cousin staying at the Barbizon , I immediately knew this was Carolyn …Now , not only will Nyna and her parents life’s experiences come to light , but you have become a steady and enthusiastic (and believe me, over and beyond sixty ,enthusiasm is a great commodity)

    inspiration… ! Sandra, thank you so much for passing along that timid little comment from me … I , also , never told even a friend of this connection to my neighbors ,the Reynolds, but kept it one of those deep down “gentle on my mind” memories … Am one of those really anticipating The Bridesmaids Daughter … ! <3. (I could tell this entry was so close to your heart … I can only guess how all these events have stirred your deep down memories) Take care … may seem a bit trite but know life has it's sharp stabs …


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