Ahh, so glad it resonates. I think memoirists and essayists come to this problem early and so at least are expecting it when it comes. I totally did not know how to handle the feeling at first, but I've had to work through it to some degree just to keep writing.
Yeah, it's a tough one! I remember the first time my mom read something where she wasn't portrayed in the best of lights. The conversation wasn't comfortable, but like you said, our relationship could handle it. The truth was that she acted the way she did, and so I wrote it that way. I find myself thinking this often, even still, when I write anything. So it's always good to have a reminder!
It’s like you read my mind today.
It's all so vulnerable, as a bedpost confessionalist is well aware. <3
Indeed, I’m pondering the whole Honest While Performative and Mediated Process you know?
So much worth sharing here. ♥️. And that painting of Truth coming out of the bath. Wow!
I know!!! Where has this painting been all my life? That title! I pulled it from this highly entertaining listicle: https://www.artsy.net/article/artsy-editorial-history-female-rage-art.
This one hits. Love the look at writing truths and the honesty you bring to the table!
Ahh, so glad it resonates. I think memoirists and essayists come to this problem early and so at least are expecting it when it comes. I totally did not know how to handle the feeling at first, but I've had to work through it to some degree just to keep writing.
Yeah, it's a tough one! I remember the first time my mom read something where she wasn't portrayed in the best of lights. The conversation wasn't comfortable, but like you said, our relationship could handle it. The truth was that she acted the way she did, and so I wrote it that way. I find myself thinking this often, even still, when I write anything. So it's always good to have a reminder!