Writing in Community is a book of inspiration and encouragement for writers who want to reach deep within themselves and write to their fullest potential. There is magic in a successful writing group. This book helps writers tap into that magic, and with gentle wisdom and humor, experience unprecedented breakthroughs in creativity.
Becky's writing group has meant a lot to her. She loves the energy and synchronicity of using the generative process in the writing group to take her creativity to new heights. A longtime educator, poet and essayist, Becky draws the inspiration for her writing from the magic and wisdom of being present in the world. The strength and beauty of people continue to amaze her, and their guidance has been her best teacher. Her book, co-authored with Lucy Adkins, Writing in Community: Say Goodbye to Writer's Block and Transform Your Life, won the 2014 Silver Independent Publishers Award in Writing/Publishing. Visit www.writeincommunity.com to view her blog and find posts about the writing life, inspiring writing exercises, and more.
Many times in my writing I go where I didn't plan for. When my father was sick, I wanted to write about how he helped me feed a baby calf. How gentle and kind he was! But what I ended up writing about was how he was suffering and disappearing in front of me:
"Bleached covers flattened,
the shape of a man slowly erodes.
Storms he suffered,
finally sweeping him away."
I needed to write about my grief in losing him and I did.
Book Excerpt
Writing in Community
There are times in our writing when we find ourselves going deeper and further into a subject than we ever would have dreamed—when we start out writing a description of our mother’s kitchen, for instance, and somehow in the writing process, enter a wormhole and find that we are in a place far away from where we started. And, what we want to write about, what we are driven to write about is not a description of our mother’s kitchen, but the time a little sister lay sick in the room off the kitchen, and it was thought she had polio. We write of other times of pain, as did Carol who wrote about her mother who seemed to love animals more than she did her own children. Still another wrote of the long summer her father lay dying—how hot it was and how waves of suffering seemed to shimmer over everything.
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