{"id":9993,"date":"2014-02-11T03:00:24","date_gmt":"2014-02-11T11:00:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/writersfunzone.com\/blog\/?p=9993"},"modified":"2014-02-11T12:02:26","modified_gmt":"2014-02-11T20:02:26","slug":"writing-pain-annmarie-miles","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writersfunzone.com\/blog\/2014\/02\/11\/writing-pain-annmarie-miles\/","title":{"rendered":"Writing Through Pain by Annmarie Miles"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"_Was<\/a>Welcome Annmarie Miles once again for another month with the\u00a0Writer\u2019s Fun Zone<\/a>. In today\u2019s article she shows us how to write through pain. Enjoy!<\/p>\n

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Taking a slightly different angle this month.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Have been pondering a lot (but not writing a lot) lately, about how hard it is to write when you are in pain.<\/strong> I don\u2019t mean physical pain, although I\u2019m sure that is difficult too. I mean writing when you are grieving or heartbroken; which I am as I write.<\/p>\n

I\u2019ve written quite a couple of posts about the recent death of a friend of mine on\u00a0www.auntyamo.com<\/a>\u00a0and please feel free to pop over and read.<\/strong> But apart from writing those couple of blog posts, January has been a very lean writing month.<\/p>\n

I was reflecting on my WFZ post from last month. I said I was always writing and I\u2019m sure at the time I couldn’t imagine anything that could stop me. I started a 500 words a day challenge for the month of Jan and was doing really well when the sad events happened and my writing just stopped. Obviously in the initial few days it was right to let myself off and take time to remember my friend. But when I knew it was time to get back to work, I just couldn’t. It\u2019s as if my heart and head had only room for one subject and it was too painful to keep writing those same emotions and asking the same questions again and again. I was trying to balance an acceptable time to stop and mourn with the knowledge that I should get to get back to work; him being a writer too would be telling me I should.<\/strong><\/p>\n

When I did sit down to write, it felt bad to try to be funny. I felt a twinge of guilt trying to \u2018craft a laugh\u2019 as I call it. Thinking of punch lines and quirky scenarios for stories; it just wasn’t there.<\/strong> It was quite paralyzing and a scary place to be in as a writer. All the normal doubts that trail around after me, heckling me, were multiplied with the fear of never being able to write again. Or worse, never wanting to.<\/p>\n

Another writer friend of mine lost two siblings within a short space of time. I remember encouraging her to keep writing no matter what. I know now, that I didn’t understand the process she was going through and spoke to her recently about how I have gained some insight into what she was going through, from a writing perspective. I would still encourage both of us to keep writing, but now I know why she found it so hard to get back to it.<\/strong><\/p>\n

In the last week or so I have come out of hibernation. I have forced myself to sit down and type; and like most things, once you get started it gets a bit easier.<\/strong> This is the first time I’ve grieved since I’ve become a writer. It will take a while to fully understand the process I’ve gone through; or should I say, am going through. But for now let me share with you what I\u2019m learning:<\/p>\n