I wanted to give a little update today instead of a full-blown article. I hope you don’t mind.
I’m looking to shift gears in the writing department moving forward. I’ve been looking for a purpose with all this writing stuff because, quite frankly, I had no clue where I wanted to aim this word-powered cannon of mine.
Until now.
I’ve landed on a particular topic that I hold dear to me. Something that every time I talk about it, I get chills because I wish I would’ve done this sooner in life.
I wanna write memoirs.
That may sound like an idea outta left field, but hear me out.
Imagine you could capture a person’s life story before they’re gone. Now, the norm, which is ass backward to me, is to wait until their funeral where you’ll hear secondhand stories about their life that don’t even scratch the surface. To me, those feel so hollow. I want the firsthand account. It just means more to me.
This idea hits me to my core because I wish I had done this with my dad before he passed away. All the stories that I bet he had will never see the light of day. I’ll never get to actually know him. You know, outside of a parental role. His firsthand account of his life is forever lost. Knowing that is forever frustrating and feels like an absolute punishment. It’s like life’s worst fucking cliffhanger.
And I hate cliffhangers.
So, what can you expect in the future? Well, I’ll be posting progress updates on the memoir process. I’ll be sitting down with my grandparents first to get a feel for the process and ask them, hopefully, the right questions. After that, it’s writing time.
Between the memoir process, I’ll try and post articles as well.
All I can say is, I can’t fuckin’ wait.
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