Emotional upheavals can translate to great writing
I’ve had a rather tumultuous week since I returned from Yellowstone and Grand Tetons National Parks. I started out high on beauty and serenity, natural landscapes and wildlife. I was calm, tranquil, close to meditative.
Then my sweet dog of thirteen and a half years passed away. It was downhill from there.
You know that feeling of being gut-punched, but you weren’t? Of having your throat close up but you’re not sick? Of crying during a comedy? Of laughing during a tragic drama? High one minute, low the next? Forgetting why you walked into a room? Not feeling particularly hungry one minute, but ravenous the next? In the words of C.S. Lewis:
“Grief … gives life a permanently provisional feeling. It doesn’t seem worth starting anything. I can’t settle down. I yawn, I fidget, I smoke too much. Up till this I always had too little time. Now there is nothing but time. Almost pure time, empty successiveness.”
This is grief. Grief . . . at the loss of a loved one, human or animal, or even the loss of a job, a car, a house. Not pleasant. Still, for writers, it can give us that added insight into the emotional underlay of our characters. Grief, or other intense emotions, like anger, can provide that extra dimension to boost ordinary characters into incisive, sharp, exquisite personalities. It’s hard to write what you can’t feel, or what you haven’t ever felt.
Actors practice getting into character by living or reliving these emotions and translating them into behaviors. Screaming, crying, yanking their hair out, pounding the table, running away or simply sleeping. So many ways to act out grief.
Writers must translate those same emotions into the written word. I encourage you to take these emotions and render them to words, then to sentences and scenes. How have your own experiences of these sensations, like grief, helped you bring your characters to life?
I lost my best forever friend Nov 17th, 2016, I cared for him 7 years I knew him for 25 years( Agent orange took his life every organ failed DNR he was born Nov 27, 1948)I had him cremated, then my cat of 24 years passes I loved her so much we had her cremated also and a footprint made. then my beloved auntie Passed she was 85 years young. Life is so full of grief it is so unreasonable and I am a retired family service counselor at a funeral home and Cemetary. I have learned we have many stages of grief and have to possess in our own time. My heart goes out to you for an animals death is as grievous as a human death. Blesssing to you.
Thank you, Lizzy. So sorry for all your losses.
Thank you for giving me a way to reframe my emotional upheaval (end of 30+ year marriage and possibly home). The raging, the crying, and the worrying get old. I found myself stuck at “It doesn’t seem worth starting anything. I can’t settle down.” But now I will move on and use the upheaval in my writing.
Karen, sorry for all your “grief” and glad the post helped. Yes, steer it all into your writing. Bet it will be authentic!