Personal Narrative-Gone Ambulance Girl Gone
Gone, Ambulance Girl, Gone
Alright, this is going to be a blog post like no other. Usually you will not find me sharing details about my life because I am a very private person. I’m just leading a very quiet and simple life so there is not that much to share if I feel that I just must put this out there.
I’m writing a book. Well actually I am writing two – one about my experiences as a paramedic and the other is fictional but I’m referring to the first one here. The working title is Ambulance Girl. I have been writing this book for almost ten years. Yes that’s right ten freaking years. The stage I am at now is basically a rewrite because the book is complete at around 40,000 words. However because I have grown as a writer I am now better able …show more content…
to express my stories and present them in a more mature way.
Everything was going fine – I was getting through about a thousand words a day, and I had even managed to cover the chapters I thought would be a problem.
And that’s when it happened.
I became stuck.
Writers get stuck all the time but not usually at this stage!
It’s not because the material or grammar is bad and it has nothing to do with my creative spirit. I literally cannot continue because what I am writing about is just so incredibly painful.
The chapter is about a partner that I had named Vincent. We worked together for quite a well and I have never had a better partner since. He is just an incredibly kind, sweet young. I’m breaking all the writing rules today so I can say this – he didn’t have a bad bone in his body. While we were working together Vincent died in a terrible and tragic way and I don’t think I ever managed to get over it.
I’ll be honest – even though some of the events that I refer to in my book are more than a decade old, I still find them tugging at my heart. But the chapter about Vincent is holding up my whole book. Even as I am writing this now I feel the tears prickling up behind my eyes. I know I could skip it and come back at a later stage but when I consider this I feel guilty – as if I would be doing him a disservice.
Believe me when I tell you that I will publish Ambulance Girl. I haven’t given up in ten years and I’m not about to start. But right now I’m here. A little bit stuck.
So for anyone who wanted to know that is where Ambulance Girl is – I hope I’ll have better news to report soon
Alright, this is going to be a blog post like no other. Usually you will not find me sharing details about my life because I am a very private person. I’m just leading a very quiet and simple life so there is not that much to share if I feel that I just must put this out there.
I’m writing a book. Well actually I am writing two – one about my experiences as a paramedic and the other is fictional but I’m referring to the first one here. The working title is Ambulance Girl. I have been writing this book for almost ten years. Yes that’s right ten freaking years. The stage I am at now is basically a rewrite because the book is complete at around 40,000 words. However because I have grown as a writer I am now better able …show more content…
to express my stories and present them in a more mature way.
Everything was going fine – I was getting through about a thousand words a day, and I had even managed to cover the chapters I thought would be a problem.
And that’s when it happened.
I became stuck.
Writers get stuck all the time but not usually at this stage!
It’s not because the material or grammar is bad and it has nothing to do with my creative spirit. I literally cannot continue because what I am writing about is just so incredibly painful.
The chapter is about a partner that I had named Vincent. We worked together for quite a well and I have never had a better partner since. He is just an incredibly kind, sweet young. I’m breaking all the writing rules today so I can say this – he didn’t have a bad bone in his body. While we were working together Vincent died in a terrible and tragic way and I don’t think I ever managed to get over it.
I’ll be honest – even though some of the events that I refer to in my book are more than a decade old, I still find them tugging at my heart. But the chapter about Vincent is holding up my whole book. Even as I am writing this now I feel the tears prickling up behind my eyes. I know I could skip it and come back at a later stage but when I consider this I feel guilty – as if I would be doing him a disservice.
Believe me when I tell you that I will publish Ambulance Girl. I haven’t given up in ten years and I’m not about to start. But right now I’m here. A little bit stuck.
So for anyone who wanted to know that is where Ambulance Girl is – I hope I’ll have better news to report soon