What the Heck is a Twitterstory?

If Birds Wrote. The Twitterstory.
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It’s Never too Late

Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Carroll County News

When I first started this column, I promised to tell my story. I share it as a person who, after fighting his way out of quicksand, holds out a branch to say, “Don’t give up.”


Come on, let’s do the NaNoWriMo…

One of the things on my bucket list is to do the NaNoWriMo. Is that an exotic dance or a form of Zumba? No, though it is as frantic and crazy.


Am I a Writer?

by Linda Maiella

writer typingT here had been a little something on my back-burner for quite some time. It was just a tiny spark that ignited when someone spoke about their own creative projects. It lit up like the first firefly on a summer evening.  Just a blink. But I noticed it and felt it in my soul. My niece gifted me with some of her very special “words.” Blink! A favorite author read some of her poems. Blink! People listened intently when I spoke about something with passionate energy. 
Blink! Hearing words in my heart while driving and being compelled to pull over and write them down. Blink! Little scraps of paper with “words” on them tucked away in books and drawers and notebooks, but I hadn’t done anything with them. Blink!

Then an article appeared in the local paper about a new program specifically for locals who were aspiring writers. Really? Am I that person?writingschool 3

I had never thought of myself as “a writer,” but I did think I might have something important that needed to be said. The article made it clear that anyone could come to the workshops. I had never written anything, except little scraps of paper.
 But, I decided to go to the first workshop anyway and see what it was all about. Maybe I am a writer, and I just haven’t paid enough attention to her? Blink!

I felt warmed by the very first workshop. Alison never ceased encouraging, and Mike loaded our plates with writing truths and examples of language usage. How do you develop a character? How do you usedialogue to move the plot forward? How do you “show” the scene and not “tell” it?

I came to the workshops with no expectation. But, as one workshop led to another, I slowly felt something bubbling up.

The first turning point was Alison’s question. “Think about the essence of your life’s journey and put it into a few sentences.” When I opened my mouth and heard my own words, I knew I had spoken something important to myself. “The essence of my life has been a spiritual quest for healing and wholeness amidst the three great losses in my life. And who I have become because of it.” Wow, did I really say that? Yes, that is it in a nutshell. Loss and healing, and how that happens in the soul. For the first time, I started to seriously think about writing a memoir.

The second turning point for me was deciding to join one of the new Writers Circles, even though I had not written anything. Two of us hadn’t written anything yet, so Lizzy took the lead. She fearlessly put her words out there for us to learn from. Alison spoke to artistry: does this work here or in the next paragraph? Does this word say it well enough or is there another word that says it better? We met twice a month to be inspired by each others stories.

After our second session, I drove directly to the lake. And the words just started to come. No beginning and no end.  Just these words from long ago and far away. They left the land where they had lived all this time to come and visit me here and now, like an old friend. And then the scene became a little story, little bit by little bit. The Writers Circle was synergy: the energy of the group, the inspiration of the stories shared, the raw honesty and vulnerability that became “the voice” of the story, and Alison’s persistent presence and encouragement to “write on!” And we do, and it feels so good!