Visiting Old Friends

POST CARDS FROM THE MUSE

Visiting Old Friends

We had some really good times together. We laughed, we cried, we made mistakes and cured mistakes together. I listened when they cried and complained and they led me in directions I wasn’t sure I could go. I haven’t seen some of these friends in a while and getting back to them has been a wonderful experience.

These terrific friends of mine are the characters in my stories. I have spent a great deal of time with some of them, a little less time with some others, but every one of them has a huge spot in my imagination. Even after I write “The End” on a story, the characters live on in my head.

I like to visit these friends when I feel like I’m in a rut. Re-reading something I wrote a while back is like reading something brand new written by someone else. The theme is easier to see, as well as what works and what doesn’t. And the voices of the characters are more distinct.

Go back and read some of your earlier work and see what you learn from the characters and their stories. You will find a new way to relive an adventure with old friends.

Congratulations. You have just received a post card from the muse.

Nandy Ekle

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2 thoughts on “Visiting Old Friends

  1. Old friends? Exactly! Never thought of old stories in that way, but that’s exactly how it feels when I reread past works. And even worse, sometimes we have to tell them to go away AGAIN and greet the new friends crowding our brain. The writing process is just so very weird.

  2. Our daughter called distraught with a dilema and cried and cried. I remembered a journal a co-worker had given me for Christmas in 1988. In her note she said something about my heart and tears and that when I needed a reminder I could open up the journal and reread everything I had written over the years and be reminded of the joy or pain that touched my life. I dug out that little book and read it to my daughter. She needed that. I read MY first notation where I was describing what the weather was that day, how the sun looked, the grass, the flowers and can’t wait to add it to a story. Thanks Nandy.

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