The past few weeks. I've been getting up during the early morning hours to put the finishing touches on this Creative Non-Fiction Bootcamp.
It might have been crazy to tackle this at this particular point in my life. I work long days. I jump on and off planes. To quote Beyonce (as I often do at any given moment), I've got big things and I've got little things.
But I like a challenge.
The five week online class (all self-paced so writers can follow along and work at an individual pace) starts March 31.
Each week has a theme: generating ideas, establishing a practice, dealing with writer's block, stretching limits, revision. Writing the lectures forced me to confront each one of these pieces in my own life. I spent hours hunched over the computer, watching the sun rise, sometimes in Birmingham, sometimes in other cities. I reached out to my mentors and teachers, and read through the cannon of creative non-fiction that has filled my brain and propelled me through everything.
Along the way, I got snowed in, twice. I turned to the brutal honesty of Cheryl Strayed (above).
This week I turned it in, a road map for five weeks of writing. Here's the heart of it (exceprt from a lecutre, though I'd rather call them "conversations.")
Would love to have some friends join me as we tackle it all. Who's in?
"Self-doubt: We all have it. Especially creatives. And it can kill your writing process before you’ve ever gotten started. We put a lot of expectations on ourselves, even before we sit down to start writing. First, give yourself a break. Remind yourself: You are writing for you. Not for a boss, not for an editor, not for your third grade teacher who told you not to begin a sentence with “But” or “And” (forget that rule, by the way). Not for a spouse or a child, though someday you might capture part of your history or theirs, or of the world's, and share it with them, and the world.
Forget the world for now. Write for you."
Who are you writing for? Did you stop writing? Let's start, again.