In my initial thoughts for my ‘L’ post in the A to Z Challenge, I’d thought I would go for limitation – reflecting on my experience of chronic illness and how it has shaped my writing journey.
But it doesn’t feel right, today.
Today I want to talk about living. That may mean living with limitation. But it is still living.
There can be no writing without some form of living.
So obvious, we might think, that it’s not really worth mentioning.
But I think it is. Because there is so much value in living – in everyday moments, from the mundane to the profound. Through the darkness and in the light. The sting of hurt and the surge of joy. All come together in a writer’s life, to forge new things out of our different experiences, circumstances, even our mistakes.
Living is such an astonishing concept. I walked up the road today and reflected on the fact I was on one road in one town in one country on one globe – which itself is one tiny dot in one great universe. It was humbling, and it caught my breath.
For a moment I was aware of gravity, pinning me down, preventing me from drifting into the vastness of Everywhere and Anywhere.
Living does not mean meeting a particular expectation or fitting a certain mould. It doesn’t mean doing what everyone else does (and can do, where you cannot). Living is unique to each of us, whether we view it standing, sitting, or lying down. Whether we see it through a mist of pain or whether we are healthy and strong, whether we watch with a burst of energy or amid a gentle slumber. Whether we view it with a kind of clarity or through a veil.
In my writing, I look to find my experience of living, and somehow, put it into words.
A to Z posts – reflecting on my writing journey
A to Z theme reveal
A is for … acorns
B is for … bricks
C is for … change
D is for … dreams
E is for … empathy
F is for … forgetfulness
G is for … gifts
H is for … hiatus
I is for … imagination
J is for … jewels
K is for … knowledge