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Writer's Statement
by Luanne Armstrong
As
a child, and still, as an adult, I am drawn to sit still beside water,
stare at eye-holed patterns of water in motion, colours shifting and
fading under the wind, bits of fractured light flashing indecipherable
messages.
As
an adult memoirist, I juxtapose multifaceted shapes of language to
reconstruct the meaning of experience.
To choose scenes clipped from a life means to stop, to step through
and into time, to freeze what happened, as a photograph fixes the
pattern of water into a design. What happened, what did I think happened,
how do I grasp memories which are slippery as water? Each time I approach
this material, it runs away, twists into illusion, the truth of memory
always elusive.
It's
important to get the tone right to let the memories and events
speak for themselves. Because what I am writing carries an emotional
load, for both the writer and the reader, we need to trust each other.
I wish not to be not manipulative, not sentimental, not self pitying,not
judgemental, to be not so many things.
I
leave myself a slender thread to walk. What is left under my feet?
Just this, the task, the joy, the honed craft of placing words one
at a time, like notes of music, both freeing and bending my heart
and mind into a compact; get it down, get it clear, get as close as
I can to the unsayable, shape language into a form in which meaning
becomes re/cognition.
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