I've been working far too little on a memoir I am writing about a certain time in Toronto way back in the mists of time. I didn't want to do anything with it until a whole bunch of time had passed and key people in it would have passed on.
It's been a long project with scattered notes and old notebooks and many chapters written on line and thoughts in coffee shops committed to little notepads. Some chapters I printed and workshopped with a group who were very excited about the premise and the secret life I led. (There's a teaser right there!)
I think I am ready now to pull all the bits and pieces together. And send it off. But I need to pull away from everything else for a while and sit and nurse this whole thing together by the end of February.
Daughter has been super encouraging, though she's not aware of the content. I would love to get away from all distractions to get this finished but that's not in the realm of possibility at the moment. I will try and disconnect where I live and relive and breathe all these memories that have never left me and still linger with a miasma of sadness at the choices that had to be made then.
So adieu for now. I will back on March 1st.
Hopefully, not too battle worn.
I am so happy that you are ready to go back to this work. I hope it goes really, really well for you.ReplyDelete
I hope, really really hope that you will re-surface again in March with your book written and fresh blogging mojo. I wish you the best of luck!ReplyDelete
Good luck with completing your memoir. Be ruthless with unhelpful distractions and the urge to procrastinate!ReplyDelete
The seed is planted for pent up demand once the work is published.😉ReplyDelete
Write! Best wishes with the project :)ReplyDelete
Hasta la vista. See you down the road, round the bend.ReplyDelete
I hope you get it done to your satisfaction.ReplyDelete
I'll be first in line to buy that memoir. Put me on the list. -KateReplyDelete
I wish you well with it!ReplyDelete
Wonderful photo of the lady writing. xReplyDelete
I once went on a retreat just for a weekend while I worked on a book. I was amazed at the difference it made. May you have piece while you revisit that sad time.ReplyDelete