When my father died, I wrote on the plane back to the US from the funeral, because I needed to not be in my head. A month or so later, I was ready to look at what I’d written, and found basically all the dialogue for The Doctor’s Wife written and waiting for me. Sometimes we write to save our own lives.
What are your thoughts on writing through a family tragedy? On the one hand, it feels so trivial, to make up stuff while I should be mourning. On the other, he was a practical man and had encouraged this dream of mine in his way. Do you think the answer is different for a newbie wannabe writer than an established author? Thanks.
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The Paradox Machine 