In my last post, Sometimes The Pressure of The Holly Isn’t So Jolly, I talked about loss around the holidays. The day before I posted that, when I only had a few edits to do to complete it, but was too sleep deprived to do them and be done with it, another blogger who I really enjoy, posted one of the most moving, beautiful posts I’ve read about loss. Meagan at Hot Pink Underwear is a wonderful writer; I like most of her posts enough to wish they were mine. However, the simplicity and raw beauty of her post When A Person Dies so moved me, that I almost deleted my own post. For a few hours, I couldn’t imagine posting mine just knowing that Meagan’s work was out there too… While we have different stories to tell, I found her clean prose so perfect, it was hard to edit my own. I tend to ramble, and go on—often. In fact, it was Meagan who pulled me off the ledge and urged me to sleep, then edit. Thanks Meagan, I’m glad I listened as the comparisons were helping no one, least of all me.
When A Person Dies is precise, haunting, exquisite. I had every intention of putting a link to that post, at the bottom of my own, but I was too tired, and forgot. So, I’m adding a quick bonus post today to send you over to Hot Pink Underwear to read someone else’s work. Do it now. Simply click any of the colored links in this post. It is a short piece; you’ll be glad you went.
Note: I met Meagan at a writing conference and liked her right away. We’ve stayed in touch through blogging and email, but mostly I just admire almost everything she does with writing. Trust me, you will know her name one day. You can quote me. However, despite the title, don’t expect to find any racy pictures of a chick in hot pink underwear. Meagan is a great writer. She’s witty, sharp, a feminist, eloquent, stirring, and funny at times… but I’ve never seen her under pants. You can quote me on that too.
TALES FROM THE MOTHERLAND 
It is a lovely piece, but then again, so was yours. I admire those of you who can write about these difficult subjects so openly. Well done to both of you.
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Thanks Carrie. Writing about these things only flows when the timing is right… and I’m not sure I always do it well. Thanks for taking the time. 🙂
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Thank you, Carrie. And yes! We all have our own styles, and deal with the big stuff, like death and grief in our own ways. That’s what makes reading each other’s blogs so fun! Kudos to all y’all with the courage to blog, read, comment, and be part of this cool community of writers.
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I thought your post was great Dawn! So right not to compare yourself to someone else, though it’s so hard not to.
I’m a pretty good editor if you ever get stuck and want a fresh set of eyes to look over something.
J
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Thanks J. I know it’s not a great direction to make the comparisons, but I just keep reminding myself and regrouping. 😉 I love, love, love Meagan’s writing, but proud of my own as well. Some days I just forget that for a little while. Thanks for the offer… I’ll keep it in mind.
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Dawn, you are beautiful and wonderful. I love your writing, your photos, and your writer angst, which is SO VERY FAMILIAR TO ME. Please try to remember that you bring things to the table ONLY YOU could bring.
I try to remember that, too. Especially when I can’t write a single sentence worth sharing and then I share those unsavory sentences anyway and then I feel like an idiot and want to stop writing forever. Bleh. Writers and their drama. 🙂
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Do we have drama because we’re writers, or are we writers because we need drama? Oh, the question is so big. 😉
Thanks Meagan! You have made me smile from ear to ear. Purrrr.
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This is such a cool post and the title made me laugh! I will check her out, and your post. 🙂
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Thanks! I’ll have to write more very short posts that send people to somewhere else; it seems to be popular! 😉 While you’re here, check out a few of my other posts, and let me know what you think… welcome!
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