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| Written by CG Girl |
| Friday, 09 October 2009 20:44 |
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The Holidays: A writer’s perspective Written by Jeret Pena The holidays are a rich vein of experiences, events and memories. As we continue to live and experience the human condition we store a massive amount of these memories. They can be recalled at almost any time to bring comfort or angst. One of the downsides of the human condition is that we forget just as many things as we remember. One of the memories that will elude our mind is the way we feel during any particular experience. Sure, we can recall the experience, but can you remember how it made you feel right there and then? The feeling of your first kiss under the mistletoe. The death of a family member. The feeling of waking up to see what Santa brought. Remembering these things are generally very easy. Remembering how you felt at that moment is almost impossible. As a writer I am able to convey or paint a portrait with words so that others can read an idea or understand abstract thought. Sometimes writing becomes very handy for myself than it would for others, especially when it comes to writing down how I feel about any particular event or experience. Here are a few things I have written during the holiday times – Grandfather: “Christmas Eve at my great aunts house. He always wants me to sing with him while he plays the guitar. I hate being in the spot light. He always asked me when he had been drinking.” I wrote that in a journal a long time ago. My grandfather has left our plane of consciousness. Now that I play in a band from time to time I wish I would have played with him. He was an excellent guitar player. My daughter in her Christmas dress: “She looks so beautiful in that dress. All of the dreams and aspirations that I have for my little girl is monumental. She is a little me who is just budding.”This was written 2 years ago. My daughter now lives with me and I get to experience her beauty every day. I am spoiled now. A special someone: “I cannot believe she called and wants to see me. I have been looking forward to this day. I will write a poem about this feeling. It’s too bad I cannot see her. The timing is off.” This happened on Christmas Eve last year. I didn’t get to see her, I wrote a poem and now we do not talk (not because of the poem). The timing is still off. These are just a few of the things I have written over the years. You do not have to be a writer to write down memories. Just taking some time out of your day to write down how you feel can go a long way. As we get older we will forget these feelings and ask later where they went. I can honestly say I know where these feelings dwell…on paper for me to relive. |
