I treated Dad like something to be fixed. I thought if I got the words right, he would be too. I didn’t know how to ask, so I wrote it like it was already true.
Tag: childhood
I’ll Share, Probably: Smells like ’99
Mom found Dad’s old glove and sent me a picture. Cue memory flood, guilt spiral, and eventual semi-enlightenment. I might even let Libby have it. That’s growth, right?
Facing Medusa in Memoir: the Memoirist’s Gaze
If I can’t talk to you, at least I can try to see you better. Sometimes, writing is the only way to reach the truth.
Great Expectations, Realistic Disappointments
I didn’t yet understand that drifting apart was nobody’s fault—so I blamed everyone, myself included, for not living up to impossible expectations.
Memory is a Fickle Bitch
Memory is a fickle bitch, especially when the past fights being pinned down. But sometimes, a giant beach ball comes along to set it free.
Memoir Musings: the Power of Second Person POV
Welcome to my TED talk; today, we journey into the dynamic, and largely maligned, second-person POV. (With a brief writing sample!)
Before Wi-Fi: the Generation of Imagination
What was life like before screens consumed childhood? 90s-born millennials grew up in a rare grace period: pre-smartphone, pre-Wi-Fi, and full of imagination.
Listen to your heart, think for yourself.
Mom gave me a guiding principle to live by when I was small. It’s our family motto: listen to your heart, think for yourself.
Bound by Heartstrings
The more I watch our home videos, the more I realize how much my mom is me.