While I’m working on getting my novel, Whit’s End, published, I’d like to talk about memories. How do we remember certain times in our lives?
I had started out writing a book about my entire life. In the midst of it, I realized that it wasn’t so much an entire life that was memorable, but the smaller moments. You know, those moments we don’t really pay much attention to at the time, but when we look back, they’re the most precious times of our lives. So instead, I wrote four creative nonfiction short stories of some times that turned out to be most meaningful and put them in an anthology titled, Home Avenue.
In the story, Don’t Blink, there is a point where I was sitting at a table with my mom and had an enlightening moment. Okay, so we were at a table near St. Mark’s Square in Venice, but we weren’tΒ on a sight seeing adventure. We just sat there together in a quiet moment. Of all the places I saw and things I experienced on that trip to Italy, the moment at the table with my mom stands out.
In that first story, Don’t Blink, I’m seventeen years old and on a tour-bus-guided trip to Italy with six female members of my family. The title comes from how quick that bus took us from city to city throughout the country. If you blinked, you might miss something. A lot of the memories from that trip all those years ago have faded away, but the heartwarming moments remain . . . as do the scary moments that had me shaking in my shoes.
Next time I’ll talk about the second story, Hope Lies in Meatballs.
Maybe these stories can trigger memories of those special moments in your lives. Click HERE or on the book cover to check out the memoir. It’s a quick and uplifting read. It’s only .99 cents, and if you read it, please leave a review.
Yup, I read these stories and they are charming! And I know I’ve been a bad blogger buddy having promised an interview and just disappeared. I got sick, sort of recovered, went east and visited my family, started editing a big novel (someone else’s), had to get ready for a craft fair, … Enough already!
I’m still up for the interview if you aren’t too mad at me. π
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Hi Lorna! I’m up for an interview for my memoir any time. I sent you the answers to your questions by email, but I think they also included my Kindle Scout campaign. That campaign is all over and I didn’t get selected for publication. Let me know if you received the answers to your interview questions. Thank you.
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Yes, I did receive the answers. I’ll get right on it and try to post later this week. Sorry about not getting selected for the Kindle Scout thing. π¦
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Hi Lorna. Thank you. Let me know so I can post it, too. You’ll have to take out the Kindle Scout references in the interview, but I’d appreciate if you mentioned that I’ll be publishing the novel soon.
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I will!
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I find moments like that can become the epiphanies that create the very foundation of our future lives…one special moment is sitting in a grubby cafe with my then boyfriend in Dresden watching builders just start the rebuilding of the Maria Kirche with SinΓ©ad O’Connor’s ‘Nothing Compares to You’ playing on the radio. That song always sends me right back there…
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Hi Annika. Boy, songs can really transport us back in time, like your ‘Nothing Compares to You.’ I wrote a blog post a while back about moving back to my hometown (area). I haven’t been here for a quarter of a century, and it felt like I was in a time machine, reliving everything, especially when songs came on the radio from those days. Yes, it’s the smaller moments that endure. Thanks for stopping by.
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My first holiday abroad was a coach tour around Italy! I’ve ordered my copy Lori.
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We have that coach tour to Italy in common. Thanks for ordering it, Andrea. It’s a quick read with some humor about my childhood. You’ll get a feel for the US culture in the 70’s. Yikes, a long time ago. Thanks so much for your interest.
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I’m finding that the older I get, the less and less I remember about each and every day. Sure there are the big moments, but even sometimes what I thought were big moments when I was going through them, really aren’t memories that stick down the road. I suppose they weren’t big enough. I’m about half way through your novella. I know, I’m awful with reading speed. Lol. I wish I could sit and read all day long. Darn real life getting in the way!!!
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You have so much that you do, it’s hard to remember everything. Too many things packed into a day and they are hard to retain in a memory (that happens to me during busier times). But, you’ll see, when your girls are older, you’ll be saying, “remember that time you . . . ” and it’ll be a simple moment where nothing big was going on, instead, something small but precious.
That’s funny that you mention reading my anthology. I’m reading When the Black Roses Grow for some time now. Ha. I’m nearing the end though. I’ve been trying to read for 10 to 20 minutes before bed. This particular novel seems like it would’ve been draining emotionally to write. It’s so well written.
I want to hear what you think of my football story when you get to it. Something funny happens to me in that one.
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That’s about how much time I get to read a night. Although, most nights I lay down even too tired to do that much. I really want to read the Outlander series, but 600 pages a novel is going to take me about 10 years. Lol. As for WTBRG, yes, it was a hard novel. I still wanted to put in more puritan speech, but the editor thought too much would be bad. I’m planning on putting it back in when I get my rights back. I think it reads better with it. It was my “Everest”. The hardest novel I’ve written. I’m planning on releasing a novella about Logan when I re-release the novel under my own house and get it out from under the contract with SMP.
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For me, too, Lori, it is the small moments that endure! π xoM
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For sure, M. β€
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Lori, your post reminded me of one of my favorite quotes by Cesare Pavese, “We do not remember days, we remember moments.”
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I never heard that quote, Jill, but it suits this post and my anthology well. BTW, I know you’ll be writing NaNoWriMo this month, but if you can, check back for when my novel goes up. I’m going to try and give it away for free the first day. I’m now learning how to do all of this stuff for publishing. It’s hard. π
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Of course, I’ll pop in! Yes…it is hard, but worth it in the end. π
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