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I’ve found it to be true you’re only as sick as your secrets. But, really, as memoirists, are we to have none?
In high school I prided myself on knowing the best gossip, and later I became a journalist. The question I had to ask myself, when the time came to finally write a memoir, was how much to divulge.
As my 30s came to an end I became anxious about this lack of constancy, and blamed it for my husband’s disappearance from my life. “To know who you are,” Carson McCullers once said. “You have to have a place to come from.” How could I expect someone else to know me if I didn’t know myself?
by Marley Andretti I knew I shouldn’t have worked that night. It was so cold and the snow had already accumulated to more than a foot. It was still snowing when […]
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This is one of the reasons I love facebook and can’t quite give it up because I come across amazing things like this from the various pages…