Saturday, February 13, 2010

The greatest act of optimism.

So I'm preparing for a writing conference that I'm presenting a workshop at. It's stressing me out a little bit.

I mean, it's really cool. I'm stoked. It's always been a dream of mine to combine the two things I love the most (writing and talking). But also? The title of my workshop is:

Memoir Writing: Pulling your pants down in traffic

I'm not kidding. In related news? Perhaps I'm a little bitter.

Actually, bitter is the wrong word. I'm really, really, REALLY thankful for all the cool stuff I get to do. Seriously. Every time I research something about going green I think, "I get paid to write about this!". Every time I get an email from somebody who says, "Your book is so funny!" I think, "That's my dream and it's real". Whenever I write little blurbs that end up on dating websites (didn't know I did that, did you?) I think, "Considering how unromantic I am, this is really friggin' hilarious!" I mean, all those things are good. They make for a good life.

The other stuff? Not so much.

People ask me about writing a book about their lives. And why not, you know? Everyone has a story. I love stories about people's lives. But every time someone says that me I want really badly to scream, "OH GOD DON'T DO IT!" Because of how I feel. People can't understand why I feel that way and I can't really explain it either.

Regrets? I have them.

It doesn't keep me from writing, obviously, and it shouldn't keep anyone else from writing either. Would I do it again? Yes I would. In fact, I will.

Still. It feels weird to teach people something that is so conflicting to me.

I suppose that's part of the lesson. Something philosophical about the teacher being the student or something.


Anonymous said...

You'll do awesome!

The only people who have conflicts about writing memoir are those who have a story to tell.

So hang in there, and keep writing . . .

Jenski said...

It's also something worth talking about at the workshop. Good luck with prep and presentation!