The Documentation of Experience -Writing

My Words by Crystal R. Cook

It makes my heart smile when someone reads the words I pen and they resonate with them in some way. I feel blessed when they respond, when I realize the message I intended to convey came across as I’d hoped it would.

Often, I write to share a truth or an insight I’ve gleaned at some point in my life. If it taught me something, perhaps it can do the same for someone else, or at the very least, validate a truth of their own or set them on a path they may not have known was there.

There is something important I wish to impart when it comes to what I give to the page, I am not necessarily going through what I write of in the exact moment I write of it, sometimes, but not always.

A writer’s mind, at least my mind, does not completely maintain a foothold in the here and now. The ebb and flow of my stream of consciousness is forever churning and changing direction, my thoughts rushing in as raging rapids or as gently trickling droplets.

I can think a thought or experience a moment of epiphany about depression or anger or grief during the happiest of times, sometimes I share these thoughts because I still need to learn something from them or simply set in stone what has already been cultivated from the garden of my experience. I share these thoughts in the hope someone may need to hear what I have to say.

Writers can also be a wee bit melodramatic ā€” I once wrote two agonizing pages about fear, anxiety, and what was lurking in the shadows just waiting to get me. In actuality, I was in the park on a sunny afternoon watching my children frolic, yes they frolicked, and when I looked down I noticed an eensy weensy spider coming toward me at a speed which made me slightly less than comfortable; it startled me. I went with it. I didn’t have any curds and whey, so I ran with the whole deepest, darkest fear thing.

There are times I write of lessons learned long ago and my words may convey a sense of the now, when in fact, I have long since moved past that moment. I do this for those who may need to hear it in the now and might relate. I do this because it is a part of my story, it is how I felt, who I am, and how I came to be.

Sometimes I find a few scribbled words scratched upon a crumpled piece of paper I’ve left between the pages of a book, something I once wanted to write, but somehow forgot about, and it all comes back to me, begging to be set free and given its say. I almost always oblige it.

I can travel my own timeline as a silent observer, I take notes and create a written history of the events, the feelings . . . I capture them and breathe life back into them so none of it is forgotten or experienced in vain.

Everything I write is a truth, it may be an old truth realized and finally made tangible in print. It may be something I hadn’t felt the need to share just yet, or perhaps I was simply waiting for the right words to find me.

Maybe those words were just waiting for the right person to share them with.

Crystal R. Cook

8 thoughts on “The Documentation of Experience -Writing

  1. I like to create word-worlds – to transport my reader somewhere else and into another experience so rich and loaded with sensory words that it’s almost tangible. That is my delight. Even if it’s something *I’m* going through, I want to take people with me – I want them to see through my eyes, hear through my ears, and feel through my skin and my soul, what’s going on. And if I’m using my imagination at the time…well then we just get to take that trip together šŸ™‚

    (Is that your for-real handwriting? It’s beautiful)

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    • Your delight becomes mine when I read what you write šŸ™‚ Your word-worlds rock and they do possess a tangible quality, very tangible and filled up with sensory delights!

      Sometimes I get messages from people worrying about me when I write stuff, like I may need therapeutic intervention or something and I have to tell them, I’m good . . . just remembered this thing I learned in my 20’s and wanted to share.

      And no, that is just a great font, my handwriting is good, but not elegant at all! More cutesy than sophisticated!

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      • A very nice font indeed. My friend Christine has handwriting which is very similar. Hers makes me drool and turn green with envy, because I know that I could never produce something so beautiful without a LOT of effort, and in spite of everything, I’m very much a person who gives a bare minimum.

        *goes glowy at compliments* I really like that we enjoy each others writing so much. That’s wonderful.

        I’ve often gotten messages from people worrying about me, but I think that’s because I mostly post the ‘rightnow’ stuff of my world, and when it’s desperate, it really IS desperate.

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