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If you can't think of anything more original than that comment I would find a new line of work. Really do not understand why some people waste their time trying to insult people who have done absolutely nothing to them. Get a new hobby.
It's cruel critics such as you who keep me unpublished.
Anything as long as the protagonist isn't a journalist/reporter/writer or lawyer. Not because I have any ill will toward those, but because they're so greatly overused.
Only partly. I don't dream of being a famous writer.
who knows Grandstander, you might surprisingly find your next inspiration on here "writing garbage on internet boards". Sometimes people find ideas in unexpected places
I'd like to write a book about my son's sudden death and how the rest of the world views grieving parents as lepers. I'd also like to tell it like it is (what us grieving parents 'really' talk about when we are alone) and a 'guide' of sorts for those who love us grieving parents on what to expect from us, how our entire personalities have been fundamentally changed and how 'we' pretend for the rest of the world that we are 'okay' when in reality we are not.
Unfortunately, I'm not a very good writer. *sigh* Here is a sample of how I write (tun on your speakers)
I've thought about having a 'ghost' writer, but I'm not sure even how to go about it or if it is even possible. Any advice is appreciated.
I think that the rest of the world treats us like lepers because we are the walking, talking (make that stumbling, mumbling), realization of their very worst fears; our very presence is confronting to them as they hold their own children tighter to them.
At a Victims of Homicide meeting the father of a brutally murdered little girl was telling me about the anger he felt toward his friends and relatives because of their inability to express their compassion adequately; that's when I had a "light bulb" moment and I asked him to try to remember how he felt before the horror...the same way, I'm sure, that the others felt now. Remembering back to "normal" has helped me in dealing with others.
The horror is simply incomprehensible to most of us grieving parents; I quickly decided that it could not possibly be true...I must be having a nightmare...none of this was real...no way this barbaric horror could be actually happening. I refused to let day to day "life" have any importance; to do so would have shattered the nightmare scenario and thus bring the unbearable reality smashing in. As a consequence I swiftly lost my business, my house and my savings and I very nearly lost my surviving daughter.
In your book I hope that you will alert people to the "nightmare choice" and advise them to step in, despite all objections, to at least protect the finances of the grieving parent/s.
My writing is hugely beneficial...for me alone; I keep a journal into which I pour all the anguish, the agony, the rage and my abject contempt for those who actually ask me "are you better now?"
What would I write about? About a boy, an absolute charmer of a blond, blue eyed boy with a quick grin a mile wide and an ability to see the absurd side of any situation...oh, and all the many girls who adored him.
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I think that the rest of the world treats us like lepers because we are the walking, talking (make that stumbling, mumbling), realization of their very worst fears; our very presence is confronting to them as they hold their own children tighter to them.
At a Victims of Homicide meeting the father of a brutally murdered little girl was telling me about the anger he felt toward his friends and relatives because of their inability to express their compassion adequately; that's when I had a "light bulb" moment and I asked him to try to remember how he felt before the horror...the same way, I'm sure, that the others felt now. Remembering back to "normal" has helped me in dealing with others.
The horror is simply incomprehensible to most of us grieving parents; I quickly decided that it could not possibly be true...I must be having a nightmare...none of this was real...no way this barbaric horror could be actually happening. I refused to let day to day "life" have any importance; to do so would have shattered the nightmare scenario and thus bring the unbearable reality smashing in. As a consequence I swiftly lost my business, my house and my savings and I very nearly lost my surviving daughter.
In your book I hope that you will alert people to the "nightmare choice" and advise them to step in, despite all objections, to at least protect the finances of the grieving parent/s.
My writing is hugely beneficial...for me alone; I keep a journal into which I pour all the anguish, the agony, the rage and my abject contempt for those who actually ask me "are you better now?"
What would I write about? About a boy, an absolute charmer of a blond, blue eyed boy with a quick grin a mile wide and an ability to see the absurd side of any situation...oh, and all the many girls who adored him.
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You write beautifully. And obviously you have experienced the death of a child. It is heart wrenching and so hard to explain to someone who has not gone through it. It sounds like you were never able to catch a break. I was a little more fortunate, I wasn't working at the time and my husband has been able to 'carry on' as they say.
I do a lot of writing on Taylor's website (given earlier). Pages and pages of thoughts, feelings, experiences and stories. I even have ghost stories!
I do quite a bit of counseling, mainly from newly bereaved parents who have come upon Taylor's website. I'm much better at the spoken word that the written word.
I'm so sorry you lost a child. I lost my only son and my biggest hurdle thus far has been trying to get used to having an only child. We were lucky in that Taylor was the older sibling and his sister is still the baby - of sorts.
When my daughter goes back to university, I am going to write - -something. A friend of mine who is a published author (Mark Ireland - he wrote Soul Shift) has offered to write the forward to my book which is a step in the right direction. My biggest problem at this time is trying to find an adequate ending. I have been unable to find a way to make it uplifting. I just can't find my happy ending...
I do quite a bit of counseling, mainly from newly bereaved parents who have come upon Taylor's website. I'm much better at the spoken word that the written word.
Have you thought of recording yourself rather than writing, not necesarily when you are counseling someone else but maybe you talking to someone you really feel comfortable with regarding the book. Or just you talking to yourself. I think there are many different ways to "write". Some people must use paper & pen, other typewriters... Find your way and run with it!
Mine is about a guy who dreams about becoming a famous writer, but instead wastes all his time writing garbage on internet chat boards.
Ya know, as soon as I read your comment, I knew that you would be chastised by the humorless. It is truly sad that we can't have a few chuckles in our lives.
I enjoyed your comment. Keep tilting at those windmills!!!
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