Posts Tagged ‘memoirs’
Captain Wick’s Boatyard Blues
This is my entry for the memoir prompt about itching. Itching for me is sore subject, because I itch constantly. My skin is not happy. I have tried to find out why, but no one has any concrete answers about why it does or how stop it. I have been diagnosed with everything [Read More]
Are You a Team Player?
To tell the truth I have debated with myself all week, whether I wanted to enter a story about missing a grade in school. After all, they always say, ”If you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all.” So, after much consideration, I have finally [Read More]
Kindeegarden and Godzilla
Ahhhh…the good ol’ days. This is my submission for the Kindergarten – A Memoir Prompt from Kim M.O… Kindergarten, or kindeegarden, is full of memories for me. The teacher, Mrs. Weatherall, was a gray haired elderly woman who stood proud and firm, [Read More]
A Memory Of First Grade
First grade was in a basement halfway under ground. The cafeteria was down the hall a bit. The hallway had a distinct smell that originated from the kitchen. I get a whiff of it now and then in other buildings I enter. That smell always takes me back. There was a row of [Read More]
The River of My Life
remote host "apture.s3.amazonaws.com" not allowed
What follows is my submission for the memoir prompt Nuts About Memoir… I haven’t seen it much lately; the river which flows through much of my life. The Stillwater flows roughly sixty miles through 3 counties in western Ohio. Not much of a river really, this [Read More]
My Wide Obsession
This is my quirky submission for the memoir prompt Obsessions/Passion… I have a relationship with a 25 mm wide paper tube filled with the finest Turkish and Domestic blend tobacco know to man; a relationship that is at once passionate and obsessive. I love those [Read More]
I Knew It Was Over | Memoir
This is my response to the memoir prompt about something funny or odd that happened in or around my car. The event eventually became funny, and ended up telltale deep on many levels… It was just past noon on a beautiful early fall day in Southwestern Ohio. Harvest was [Read More]
December 30th 1988 and Beyond
Can happiness be a more compelling memoir entry than fear? I think it can because we shield ourselves from happiness… I got the call on December 30th, 1988, at about 11:00 a.m. I probably shouldn’t have been at work but we both agreed that there would be plenty of [Read More]
Boots – A Christmas Memory
At around age 12 or 13 I wanted a pair of white Go-Go Boots so badly I couldn’t stand it. Those short white boots that the girl dancers wore on shows like Hullabaloo and Shindig were something I just absolutely had to have. Oh, it wasn’t like I would die if [Read More]
Death Comes Knocking
This my submission for the Extreme Writing Now Group, Memoir Writing, prompt of remembering fear… When I commented on Rachel’s memoir submission, Undefineable Sound, I said I thought I was eight when that particular incident occurred. I was wrong. The memory of [Read More]
Extreme Writing Now Network ~ Episode 1, Memoirs
Sunday, July 25th 2010, Extreme Writing Now went live with the inaugural episode of the Extreme Writing Now Network radio show on Blog Talk Radio. The show opened up a weekly broadcast that can be heard every Sunday at 6:30 EST (-5 GMT) at Extreme Writing Now Network. The [Read More]
Mountain Mornings, Coffee, and Life
I have so many coffee stories that would be good fits for this memoirs prompt, but not one of them would be worth a squat without this one… My grandmother lived alone in a tar shingle sided house atop one of the “mini-mountains” of the Foothills to the [Read More]
It’s All Granny’s Fault
Just this morning, as I was drinking my coffee, the Today Show had a segment about kids drinking coffee. I laughed when it came on, and smiled at the memory that came rushing back. I was introduced to coffee at an early age. Everybody in my house drank coffee was I a kid. [Read More]
The Red Treasure ~ Food Memoir
This is submitted for the Memoir Writing Groups prompt, food. The best meal I ever had actually was in June of 2006, and began sometime well before it was served, even before getting that emergency phone call while stretching my legs in Venore Tennessee. But, I’ll start [Read More]
The Bleached Crimson Nightgown ~ Remembering Red
This is my second submission for this week’s Memoirs Group prompt, Remembering Red. Although I announced that my entry would be a tough one for me to write and post, I decided to keep it personal and submit a second entry that may not be much prettier as depressing images [Read More]
