Meet the culprit. The reason my blog posts and new photography have been on simmer.
You are looking at the 177 pages of my memoir project I am willing to live with thus far and had to send to my mentor in advance of the new semester’s first writing packet deadline. My memoir focuses on my teen years, when I was growing up on an island in the 196os. I have organized it by the freshman, sophomore, junior and senior years of high school. That’s how I keep my memories in order, so it was the most natural solution. But believe me — I was not popular nor did I attend the same school all four years or graduate in a cap and gown. So there’s a bit of irony.
Yesterday, 30 more pages went out the door to join the others.
This is the last semester dedicated to new writing. In February the edit and rewrite process begins in earnest.
Thank you so much, Tim & Jenny. Nothing warms a blogger’s heart more than comments from ‘out there in cyberspace’!
Well done. I keep saying I’m going to write my life story, which is really my mother’s life story and make a million dollars. My mother had an interesting life. Maybe I’ll do it some day. Not a priority right now, but good for you getting things down on paper. Jenny
Nicely done. I sincerely cannot wait to read it.