Once again, admitting my off-and-on Times-junkie tendency, I wanted to post this interesting article. It got me to to thinking about a few random (and selfish) things. Benjamin Kunkel raises some points about the state of memoir writing. I agree that suffering (and dysfunction) are prevalent themes, and at the same time, comforting to the reader. I don't quite understand his final point, in the last paragraph, although I've tried to wrap my head around it with a couple re-readings. Can the memoir, or writing autobiographically, not be some sort of confession about the struggles of the past and the aftermath? Isn't that what makes for conflict, tension and overall engaged reading? I want to learn about Thoreau. I plan on reading "Walden" now, hopefully this week. Above all, I hope I can write without invoking some sort of past suffering. Or not use it as the crutch, at least.
So Long, Farewell
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Hello my sweet. Even though this abstraction of deep thought and contemplation is very detailed you didn't mention how much fun you had on June 16th on a mini-road trip at the beach with me and JZ. It was nice we could all hang out before your big trip. OH, Kate and I figured out that the guy I saw in Sylvan Beach was an ex-boyfriend. I wish I figured out when I was there, I would have introduced you. That was so weird! I hope you are having a blast on your new adventure. xoxo Tessa
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