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Women’s Memoir Retreat: Madeline Island School of the Arts

21 Monday Jul 2014

Posted by purdywords in Memoir Writing, Writing, Writing Retreat

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“Because this business of becoming conscious, of being a writer, is ultimately about asking yourself, How alive am I willing to be?”
― Anne Lamott, Bird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life

“Try to write in a directly emotional way, instead of being too subtle or oblique. Don’t be afraid of your material or your past. Be afraid of wasting any more time obsessing about how you look and how people see you. Be afraid of not getting your writing done.”
― Anne Lamott, Bird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life

 

I had writing to do. What I needed was creative prompts and the structure of a workshop with involved, honest feedback from like-minded women—those who write the hard stuff of being a parent, too. It was pertinent that I travel quite the distance from my real life in order to stop, slow down, and reconnect with myself and nature so I could reflect properly and pour my memories out on the page. So, I went away for six days, a lucky participant in the Women’s Memoir Retreat led by author and writing instructor, Kate Hopper and hosted at the famed Madeline Island School of the Arts (MISA). Leaving my whirlwind life, dear husband and three kids behind to fend for themselves while I boarded a plane to Minneapolis/St. Paul in pursuit of a dream was a tough, yet necessary decision. One I would gladly repeat every year from now on. After landing in Minnesota, I indulged in a solo lunch—a special occasion for a busy mother of three—and delighted in a grilled salmon salad while reading on my Kindle without even one distraction.

Kate met me at the airport so we could drive together to our final destination and I was glad for the company. We spent the next four and half hours talking of writing, family, stress, books, projects, funny moments, and she generously included me in on what the upcoming week of writing would involve. After a slight, yet winding detour, we arrived in Bayfield, WI just in time to board the four o’clock ferry. Eager to stretch our legs, we found seating on the upper deck of the boat, glad for the sun and wind upon our faces as we searched for Madeline Island in the distance.

After driving off the ferry dock, we went less than two miles before arriving at MISA.  Immediately, I was enchanted by its prime location and knew it was a haven for writers. Nestled admist a peaceful landscape, the entire feeling and locale ignited my mind with creative expressions I knew were not possible on the mainland. Surrounded by a picturesque field of brilliant wildflowers and an abundance of eager butterflies (and the occasional friendly fawn), I was already delighting in the quiet beauty of this untouched island escape. Any doubt of my ability to write at MISA quickly dissolved.

The long day of travel was worth every effort. My writer’s mind was craving an intense adventure and Kate’s workshop seemed the only answer. Under Kate’s creative wings, the quantity and quality of my writing soared to new heights. Her effective workshop format was effortlessly balanced, providing daily creative challenges with a keen focus that molded and stretched my writer’s muscles with a gratifying intensity finally manifested on the page.

My fellow workshop attendees and I quickly formed a  bond of understanding and friendship—an unexpected, positive gain of attending such an intimate and focused retreat. Each of these women writers wrote with such fierce love and raw honesty, shared their masterful pieces, and exposed their lives, fears, challenges, and the complexities of love they face alone. This type of bravery is a bold magic I’ll never be able to forget. All of the stories we shared under the barn roof of MISA, so gently guided by Kate Hopper’s brilliance, will remain forever etched on my writer’s mind.

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Madeline Island School of the Arts

 

 

 

Grateful for the Words: Giving Thanks Day Four (30 Days of Thanks)

04 Monday Nov 2013

Posted by purdywords in 30 Days of Thanks, Writing, Writing routine

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30 Days of Thanks, Kate Hopper, Motherhood stories, Writing

“Writers live twice.”
—Natalie Goldberg

 

It’s not an easy story to tell, this life of mine, this journey I am living out now and the paths I have crossed long ago. Despite the trials, I’m surviving and often, I think, thriving even with new challenges thrown my way. This intricate, complex life of mine makes for a great story to tell. At the very least, I’m determined to try to make sense of it all on paper.

Some won’t like what I have to say—not one bit. Others won’t care what I have to say—not at all. Actually, the point of all my writing is not for the approval or praise, but for purpose–my own. Publication one day is a goal, of course. Though, I keep my current focus on building writer discipline and refining my creative skills in order to make up for all the years I wasted on other frivolous pastimes while ignoring the call to write. The point is that I’m writing all the time now and I can’t seem to stop. That’s real passion.

I’d be remiss if I didn’t mention here that I have the amazingly talented author and writing teacher, Kate Hopper to thank for helping me gain back the confidence I lost years ago after I put my writing aside. Last fall, I took a chance on myself and signed up for the first writing class I have taken in over a decade, an online section of Kate’s course Motherhood and Words. Her phenomenal writer’s guidebook in conjunction with the online class helped me to discover my own writer’s voice–the one I have been searching for all these years.

On social media today, I expressed my gratitude for the writing passion burning from deep inside me; for the catharsis and enjoyment I garner from writing that keeps me intact and makes me whole. Writing is such a release, and tremendously fulfilling. Last autumn, I promised myself that as long as I am given new days ahead, I will spend them writing. So far, I’m making good on that promise.

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