Memoir Mania

It has come to my attention that my reading focus of late has been the memoir.  Just this year alone, I have read four or five books by Jen Lancaster, two by Jennifer Lauck and another pair by Anne Lamott. (Apparently, I have a preference for memoirs written by women whose last name begins with “L.”)  The memoir has become my preferred genre.  In my younger days and into my thirties, I mostly devoured books of fiction.  It was escapism in its purest form.  In my mid-thirties, I switched to non-fiction, a move that thrilled my non-fiction-fanatic late husband. (I landed in the New Age/Spiritual section, and gobbled up countless books as I became awakened to my spirit. ) The memoir is appropriate for my grown-up taste in books that are true. As I continue to take teeny-tiny baby steps with my writing, the memoir, one written by and about me, seems like a possible long-term goal.  Everyone has a story worth telling. The trick will be to find the time, words, confidence, patience, humor, humility and freedom to dare to write it all down.

4 thoughts on “Memoir Mania

  1. You already have all that stuff you said you need to find. Okay. Maybe not the time. I will buy your book the moment it hits the shelf.

    • I intend to start writing it down soon. I am trying to finish another personal essay and send it out for publication. Once that is off my desk, I will begin. I need to get the story out of my head, though I have in some ways with this blog. Thanks for reading. I know time is a precious thing, and so thanks for giving me some of yours!

      • That’s exactly how I felt about my memoir: I had to get it out of my head. And once I opened the door and started doing that, it actually got more insistent about getting out.

        Good luck.

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