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Currently I assign myself to participate in inspirational short story competition, the main purpose is to introduce the person that give you "inspiration" on your life. Since this person I'm writing about is involved in my life, I write my life story as well.
But here I got some uneasy feeling. I feel a bit hurt when writing my childhood, since there are things I want to forget forever, but here I force myself to write it down and share it to others. I feel I expose myself to the world, obviously. how about you? do you feel the same with me when attempting to write the story of your life in paper and letting other people eventually read it? share your thought if you dont mind. Jam it back in, in the dark.
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By life story, the closest I get to that is Chocojournal which is fun because I'm selectively putting what I will type on a daily basis, and that still counts as my life, since those are the events that are usually the only noteworthy ones.
If by life you mean stuff that would be considered more serious, then I wouldn't mind too much, since my mindset is that no one would be thinking: "oh my, Summonmaster had bronchopneumonia when he was 6?" for a whole day. No biggie here, because it's not exactly pressing news. There's nowhere I can't reach. |
Good Chocobo |
Well, I don't really regard anything in my past with that level of avoidance enough to warrant feeling apprehensive about bringing it back up. I usually get over and forget about it when I decide to. Don't get me wrong, it usually takes forever for me to get over obsessing about it but when I eventually do get over it, it's gone.
I'm not particularly worried about people reading what I write about my life. I don't talk to people about myself in person so writing out my thoughts and posting them online or something is a good outlet for me. Most of the time I don't receive any feedback but that's not really why I do it. I like being able to write down things that have happened in my life. It’s the photographer in me to want to document these events. When I re-read them, good or bad, I can’t help but feel anything other than nostalgic. This thing is sticky, and I don't like it. I don't appreciate it. |
Usually when writing a life story, I write one that parallels to my life with symbolic means. So yeah no one would really understand it aside from myself if I wrote one...but rather they can enjoy a story nontheless (with complete ignorance that it reflects my life)
I am a dolphin, do you want me on your body? |
Although I'd probably try to focus more on the positive events in my life, I'd also feel that talking about the negative would be necessary. Depending on the nature of the assignment, I'd use the negative events to illustrate how I managed to grow and learn.
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It's strange when I write about my life. I can't keep a diary because after a month or so I go back over it and rip it all up, feeling horrid. I don't like discussing it that much so I try not to write about my life. In my English exam I had to write about a change that happened to me, and I wrote about a pretty dark part of my past, so for an hour of the exam I felt terrible. That's pretty much how I feel writing about my life.
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Will they know when to laugh, will they know when to cry?
When things long over still hurt, it can be important to write about them, talk about them, share the pain until it no longer hurts that deal with whatever happened. Some old wounds heal much better when you open them again. Sharing important experiences always feels risky. Especially when you grow up in an environment that teaches you building a pleasent facade is more important than reality. FELIPE NO
Everything´s getting better.
Nothing´s getting good. |
I had to do something akin to this recently for my college english class, we had to do a personal narrative of a previous event in our life. I chose to write about the time I built my gaming rig that I'm currently using.. weak story to almost everyone except me to everyone else it's just a peice of shit computer used to get on the net, to me, it's an accomplishment.. that's the thing with personal narratives... you spill your guts on paper only to have people say 'dude, you and your life suck.'
What, you don't want my bikini-clad body?
I am myself. You can't change me. I am who I am.
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I've always felt I never achieved enough, never did enough...
Jam it back in, in the dark. ![]() |
I think the art is to make them understand why some things are important to you. ^^
There's nowhere I can't reach.
Everything´s getting better.
Nothing´s getting good. |
I thought one of those basic things about writing is to know your audience.
If you're writing for other people, you've got to make sure you're appealing to them. This means don't wallow in all the negative boring aspects of your life. People don't like psychic trauma, and you inflict that upon them by dwelling upon the suck. Be witty about the bad stuff, but if you fail at that you'll just come off as creepy awkward, like one of those people who are like "Hi my name's Joe, and this party reminds me of that time my uncle molested me when I was 3!" If you're writing to exorcise personal demons, then you don't have a public audience. Similarly, when you do have a public audience, tell interesting stories. You can turn events that impressed you into adventures simply enough. This thing is sticky, and I don't like it. I don't appreciate it. |