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Continuing in Memoir Writing with exercises which explore our senses, here are two more.
The first is to give a memory of sound (trying not to use the word ”sound”). Here is Natalie Goldberg’s example,
”I remember hearing the lawn mower as I lay in bed when I was twelve, reading Gone With the Wind and listening to Joan Baez on the hi-fi. I liked music and reading at the same time, but the noise outside bugged me.” Note the words hearing, listening, music, and noise all connote sound.
The second exercise is to tell about a meal you loved (or hated). Where were you? What was the weather like? Who were you with? How old were you? What about the food was memorable? What did the table look like? Goldberg says that if you are stumped begin with: I don’t remember anything about that meal except…
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So much more than just an exercise Kim. They started out like a lovely walk down memory lane, evoking some wonderful, touching memories from so many of the wonderful writers here.
But once you dust off those cobwebs, there’s more that surfaces. With memoirs like Bev’s and Alex’s you can feel those darker memories awakening.
With “sound” I had drafted a blithe tale of the sounds of the city, laid over sarcasm. But searching through those sounds brought up a deep buried memory that overshadowed my draft and compelled me to write about it.
Yes, so much more than an exercise indeed. <3
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Yes, so much more than an exercise. When I experience what others have written, I realize how deeply buried my memories are. At first, I have no idea what I will write about, certain that I have no memories of a color or a sound, or a meal, but eventually something comes seeping up from my subconscious.