Neither a closed window nor locked door kept me trapped inside. I roamed my godparent’s neighborhood at midnight or stretched out on the crabgrass and watched shooting stars. Imaginative thoughts found their way on paper. Music, any kind of music, was mine to hear. Eye makeup. Long hair. Fashion boots. Tight jeans.
Tag: memoir
Memoir Writing. Narcissistic or a Gift?
Featured in Vibrant Nation “Why do you feel compelled to tell everyone your story?” a friend asked after reading my memoir-in-progress posts. I was unsure if she… Read more “Memoir Writing. Narcissistic or a Gift?”
Writing Hell — A California Girl’s Memoir.
I’ve concluded that scribing a memoir, on line, on this blog site, is lunacy. If Hemingway were doing this, he’d have visited self-annihilation much earlier. Swimming with hungry sharks seems more rational.
Welcome to the Muse Pallet
Blogs, photos, books, ideas, musings…all splashes of paint from a pallet inside my head. From my former blogs, www.sixohdear.blogspot.com, and http://www.amothersperspective.blogspot.com, I have posted my favorites. I’ll add… Read more “Welcome to the Muse Pallet”
The Muse Pallet 