Writing While Grieving 1: This Could Be the Last Time
Matchbox Blues
[The following newsletter is the first in occasional series about writing while grieving. It’s also my Writer-Type origin story. It was written on a typewriter (two, actually), and I’ve decided to present these raw feelings in their raw form. I’ve found that when I’m writing on a typewriter, I’m someone else with a different, edgier voice. It makes me wonder what would happen if I took up smoking while typing. (Some theorizing about my typewriter personality will appear in a future newsletter.)]
Hermes 2000 and Aztec 600 (Rheinmetall KsT)
Wonderful, and brave. Looking forward to reading more.
You are very courageous Wayne, and your writing is beautiful.
A few years ago I decided to stop asking “how are you”, and have been working on good alternatives. I agree, “Good to see you”, or silence, are great options. “How are you” still slips out sometimes - a habit hard to break (in fact I think it happened with you not too long ago and for that I apologize). I’m also working on responses when other people ask it, to replace “fine”, etc.
I hope you’ll keep writing! Many of us will benefit. Hopefully you will too.