Untitled

A long time ago, when I was still in my newsgroup and writing a whole lot, I came up with the idea of putting together a poetry/prose book of writing by survivors. I knew a whole lot of them who were really talented writers, and I asked for submissions from them generally… but the problem with survivors is that most of them have no self-esteem, especially not about their creative writing. So I got two things sent to me. That’s nowhere near enough to do a book, even a short chapbook. But the project has always stuck in the back of my head… I’m not in survivor’s circles anymore, though. I haven’t been in a while. The patterns never changed for some people there, and I did change… I couldn’t deal with being there and watching people self-destruct, even though I understood why it happened, even though I knew I had done the same things… but since I wasn’t there anymore, I just couldn’t watch it happen anymore.

So the idea is still there, but the means aren’t.

1 Comment

  • Anonymous

    December 24, 2000 at 1:57 pm

    ideas

    you could still do it, ya know. just ‘cuz you’re not in that particular circle of pain anymore doesn’t mean there aren’t any stories to be shared. I think it’s a wonderful project to work on in 2001. and of course we all know you would do an incredible job of handling all the details/tales with empathy, sensitivity, and tact.

    if I were brave enough to call myself a survivor, I’d help out! 🙂

    -jinx