What does a word like facinorous have to do with writing a memoir? Here’s a hint. I discovered this word last year and immediately attached it to the one person who deserved to be portrayed as the atrociously wicked one. But writing sometimes heals old injuries and we can choose who surfaces in our memoirs. My advice – write what you need to write and erase with diligence.
Imagine if you were writing a memoir and suddenly you were hit with an incredible twist of fate. Would you rewrite the entire book? I’m not sure how I’d answer that but I know one thing for sure – if I keep waiting for the eucatastrophic ending, my memoir may never be complete. I could create a happy ending as fiction. Who knows? Maybe it would come true.
Friends often beg me to write my memoir. I usually respond with something like, “there’s no resolution so why write it?” As I continue to work on this memoir I begin to see why it is important to finish it. It is not to write the best seller, gain notoriety or get rich. It is to leave something of myself behind and find the denouement within me.
Many school districts have opted to eliminate cursive writing as a required subject. Not a necessity in a computer driven age with texts, tweets and essays written on google drive. My keyboard becomes my best friend as I see the perfect penmanship of youth slipping away. My handwritten drafts these days resemble the cacography of a doctor’s script. Wait a minute. Doctors don’t hand write scripts anymore.
Once in a while a blandiloquent comment shows up on social media with your name on it, one that maybe changes your perception of yourself. I asked for such a comment yesterday when I “liked” my pastor’s “One Like = One Compliment” post. The deal was she would say something wonderful about me. I feel honored and wordless by her response.
Flattery does get you nowhere somewhere.
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