July 8, 2012
Still reading a memoir. It's a good memoir, and I wonder how difficult it is for authors to write them. I remember very little of the time before I was seven, but I know if I tried, I could come up with a few anecdotes. I'd have to make up most of the dialogue - I doubt I could reconstruct much of it from memory. There are a few lines of dialogue that will always stick clearly in my head. I won't write them down here. I don't think my life is interesting enough to be a memoir. I'm not famous.