Barbara Sinor, Ph.D.
Writing poetry always came easily to me as a child. I would sit and write dozens of poems about my special world, wondering all the while about the forbidden adult world I witnessed around me. As I matured, my poems took on a questioning flavor. I questioned my visible world and pondered the unseen worlds I read about in futuristic books telling of altered consciousness and the paranormal. As I was writing my novel, Finding Destiny, it was clear to me that both of my heroines would be writers, perhaps even published authors.
As I approached the chapters where my younger heroine, Destiny, would share her poetry, I decided her poems must be newly written, not mere copies written in childhood. I meditated before entering this chapter and found myself within her psyche at the time period she was living. Then I listened as my fingers typed the words that began to flow from my being. When I read through the poems that I channeled that day, I chose only a few to actually settle into the book’s story.
Here is an excerpt found at the beginning of Chapter Twenty-One that describes Destiny’s search for meaning through her words:
For months, Destiny found herself immersed in writing. She wrote poem after poem that entered her consciousness at all times of day and night. Her dreams brought elegant lines of rhyme and words paired to fill page after page in her journal. Writing had always been something she automatically allowed to flow through her mind, but now the words had an intensity of meaning and direction. She was determined to use her writing ability to help guide her toward her future. Sometimes, the words retreated into the past, strangling her younger days filled with fear and doubt. Then within the next pages, a sense of release appeared as her words searched for freedom. She wrote short stories laced with memories of her childhood, and she sometimes used automatic writing to allow her soul to splash onto the page, divulging truth and passion. Lines of poetic prose graced her journal with words that touched her ears as sweet peace hung its cloak over her shoulder. Sometimes, she didn’t know what she was writing. She allowed words to tumble from her mind dripping from the cottage walls like midnight dew, sticky and unforgettable. She had no intention of sharing her writing but continued nonetheless.
Misty oceans of darkened sea
Held high above the Earth
Where, oh where, is home for me
Disclose where is my birth.
Glistening heavens so far away
With suns and stars abound
Which starship sends my ray
That lights each new path found.
I envision streamers strung
With secrets sailing near
Encased in clouds gently spun
Deafening voices I hear.
Open wide oh sea of Life
Release all mystery
Tell me of my lighted quest
Reveal my true soul’s peace.
Increasingly, Destiny’s free days and nights were filled with writing. She opened her creative imagination to flow freely through her pen, writing line after line of poetry and prose. She allowed her thoughts to collect and meet in the cracks of her cottage ceiling until the right placement revealed itself. Theories, conjectures, and assumptions all clustered together waiting for her to pluck when the subject appeared on the page. She became obsessed with writing, just as she sometimes felt obsessed with reading. Once a topic formed in her mind, it was as if she couldn’t stop herself from writing about it. Sometimes, sparks of interest arose from her inner inquiries that had been left unanswered from her past. One thought sat unresolved, heavy and leaden with questions: What was my lesson in getting pregnant when I did? This question would appear in most every paper she wrote. It would sneak onto a page with soft echoes of disappointment, or arrive in bold words not to be overlooked by lazy eyes. The query stood as a hidden composition, waiting to be noticed and dissected. One of her poems housed thoughts of youth:
Windows forming in my mind
To view a different rhyme–
Days of fun and laughter roam
Beside companions fresh with pints
Of ripened foam atop a glass
Where are those days of
Unrelenting joys that took
My youth so fast?
Where are those times of
Sheltered bliss that hides
My mind, alas?
Looking outward, the windows
Now fogged with
Show me true my days
Gone by, show me why
My heroine, Destiny, also shares her thoughts in a personal journal. These rare passages guide the reader to a more intimate relationship with the character’s innermost self. Do I recommend forming characters in your book as writers? I can only say that for my novel it made perfect sense for my heroines to embrace the art of words. I enjoyed inventing storylines with their written pieces, which allowed the reader to experience a more emotional connection.
Barbara Sinor, Ph.D. is a retired psychotherapist living in northern California. Finding Destiny is Sinor’s long awaited first fiction novel, release date September 1, 2016. Her other six books are highly endorsed in the non-fiction genres of addiction recovery, childhood abuse/incest, adult children of alcoholics, and other self-help and inspirational topics. Dr. Sinor encourages your comments and can be contacted through her website: www.Dr.Sinor.com. Sinor’s other writing appears in the quarterly Recovering the Self: A Journal of Hope and Healing, as well as other magazines, newsletters, and Blogs. She currently facilitates women’s groups, designs and makes jewelry, and is working on the sequel to Finding Destiny.
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‘FINDING DESTINY’ BY BARBARA SINOR
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