Liza Carens Salerno
In a quest to self-educate, Bird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life, by Anne Lamott, sits on my bedside table. It is a library copy, and I admit here in print that I have bent down at least five page corners containing sentences or whole paragraphs I want to reread and remember. A casualty of the 8:30-5:00 schedule is the lack of an endless supply of yellow sticky notes with which to mark significant pages; but I get some credit for not using a highlighter, right? By the way, the book is stunning; for me because I’m trying to write, but for everyone, because the author is funny, self deprecating, brutally honest, and she spells it all out in language that makes you want to holler, “Exactly!”
So anyway, I’m plowing along and marking these inspirational comments because they are real and they teach and they guide, and then I turn to page 193 and read a quote that stops me dead. The author didn’t write it. She, like everyone who writes, once struggled (although she’ll tell you that it’s always a struggle), and before she was published, Lamott submitted a short story to “an important magazine editor.” Loving and kind soul that he must have been, he sent her back a note that said: “You have made the mistake of thinking that everything that has happened to you is interesting.”
Whoa. Big swallow. My blog—multiple posts between February 6th and now—all about me. I am experiencing, I believe, a minor crisis of faith here, so please bear with me.
You know–I had no conscious plan in February to start writing a blog. It poured out of me as a result of the trauma from the elimination of my position the previous day, and the first essay made me feel whole and slightly accomplished and in a strange way relieved; like discovering the last portion of a thousand piece jigsaw puzzle, stuck way under the couch with the dust bunnies during a good spring cleaning–and I’ve kept on.
I look back at some of my entries and think, “Yuck,” or “Does anyone really care?” To my credit, sometimes I think, “Wow, I wrote that?” In some regard though, it almost doesn’t matter, because I am so completely in love with the effort, the unexpected words that bubble up out of me day after day. There are mornings that I approach the computer with nothing less than trepidation, because I’m not sure there is anything left in me to write. But so far, something always spills out of my fingers and when I’m done I think; “At this moment anyway, this is me on the page as best as I can get it, as honestly, and clearly as I know how to write.” I’m not writing what I think my three readers want to hear…I’m just reporting if you will, the things that apparently swirl down there in my Swiss cheese of a soul.
Of course, I hope in some regard that this practice is helping me to improve at my craft, but hear this. I’m simply grateful that I am doing it. Lamott comments on that horrific response from the editor with the following: “Now needless to say, I was mortified. But the note ended up only helping me because it didn’t stop me.” Turning to another folded corner I read this: “Writing has so much to give, so much to teach, so many surprises. The thing you had to force yourself to do—the actual act of writing—turns out to be the best part.” I’m with her. Of course, results matter; but even harsh criticism is worth it because the thinking, the imagining, the creating, the formulating, the editing, the revising, the massaging–even the hair pulling, it’s this giving birth to writing that the author so succinctly points out, is “the best part.” So I hope you like me, but even if you don’t–taking a bent page out of Anne Lamott’s book, I’m not stopping either.
Liza Carens Salerno is a freelance writer and former corporate professional whose position was eliminated in an economic downsizing. Her work has appeared in The Boston Globe Magazine, Adoptive Families Magazine and Writer’sDigest.com. She has spent the last several months focusing on her writing and blogs at www.middlepassages-lcs.blogspot.com.

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You are so right about Anne Lamott! I’ve got Bird by Bird on audio, and it feels like she’s sitting in the passenger seat giving me a writing lesson.
Just like the song that says, “Dance like nobody’s watching,” when writing comes from a place of sheer joy and abandon, it will be perfect . . . perfect for the author, and maybe even perfect for some of the readers. For others it might not work. They read through their own filters of life experience and personal taste.
So, keep putting words on the page because when it comes from the heart, there’s no right or wrong . . . there’s only true!
Ginger B. Collins
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By Ginger B. Collins on 08.22.09 2:07 pm | Permalink
Yes to Anne Lamott. Bird by Bird is an amazing book… then again, most everything I’ve read by her has been. She’s one of my literary heroes.
I’m with ya though! I’ve struggled with this two, one of the reasons my blogging has been off and on. Sometimes I worry that it’s too self-indulgent, too full of me me me. But sometimes it is about writing for yourself and a few others who happen to like your blog. So I’m not quitting either.
Besides… if everyone did that, we wouldn’t have wonderful writers like Anne Lamott to read, right?
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By Jen on 08.22.09 8:50 pm | Permalink
You have made the mistake of thinking that everything that has happened to you is interesting.
I just had to type that so I could feel the power of slashing someone’s dream to bits.
This editor always wanted to play the villain or the wicked step mother in a school play but they wouldn’t have him/her.
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By Amy on 08.24.09 8:15 am | Permalink
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