Showing posts with label writing memoirs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label writing memoirs. Show all posts

Friday, November 5, 2010

Try to Remember

Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened
~T.S. Eliot

To live in hearts we leave behind
Is not to die.
~Thomas Campbell, Hallowed Ground


A childhood is what anyone wants to remember of it. It leaves behind no fossils, except perhaps in fiction.
~Carol Shields




We've been talking about memoirs this week--now--in case you're inspired, here's an expert in writing them! Judy Alter (a guppy!) has guided dozens of writers into their own pasts...and discovered some fascinating things along the way.


HANK: We think of memoirs as written by people who are, um, old. What do you say to that?


JUDY ALTER: Most of my class members are indeed older and many are writing for their children and grandchildren. One lost her husband when he was in his late fifties—she’s remarried but wants her grandchildren to know their biological grandfather. But in my evening class there is a single woman of 50 (I consider that young these days), and my co-coordinator last session was 40. These women are using memoir as a way to puzzle out their lives. I think, however, the most common is writing for family when you’re older.

HANK: How do you get people started?

JUDY: I often suggest they write their own obituary—I know news people do it all the time. I point out that if my kids had to write my obituary, they’d says, “She was the daughter of Grandmother and Grandfather.” I want them to have the facts of my life before they were part of it, so I keep it on my computer, though of course, I hope they’ll enlarge the “She will be remember for . . . .” part.

HANK: I've always wondered about the key to a revealing memoir--is there a difference between a memoir and just a tell-all?


JUDY: Yes, I think there’s definitely a key. A tell-all sounds salacious to me, but I tell classes that the more honest and open they will be the more the memoir will help them. And some have revealed astonishing early lives—abandonment, strange religious upbringings, unusual family relationships, even one of physical abuse by a boyfriend.

Since I divorced in my early forties and haven’t remarried, I wrote about the men I’ve loved. A longtime friend said, “You have an amazing sex life. This isn’t the Judy Alter I know.” (Its not really as amazing as it sounded to her). But she still greets me with, “Are you behaving,” and then says, “I know better. I’ve read your memoir.” I have also been quite frank about my anxiety disorder. I think getting those things out in the open helps us. Memoir writing is almost—or can be—a form of therapy.

HANK: A good memoir can't be just--and then, and then, and then. How do you avoid that? (yeah, I know. Just don't do that.) But really.


JUDY: I stress that from the start, and of course there are some who come perilously close to doing just that. But most avoid it. I try to encourage a theme for their memoir—I did publish a memoir cookbook (Cooking My Way Through Life with Kids and Books—a recounting of my years as a single parent of four while director of a small academic press and an author writing a lot of books) and I have one class member who is similarly writing a cookbook/memoir. Another last week personified the gift store she has owned and operated for thirty years, saying, “AH (Almost Heaven) can be temperamental, but sometimes she can be a joy. … She’s up for adoption now, and I wonder how I’ll feel when someone takes her.” I love it when people are that creative.

HANK: . Does anyone have enough memories for an interesting memoir?




JUDY: Yes, you’d be surprised at the things in the background and history of people you meet every day and accept as normal just like you. Except none of us is normal. Memoir is the story of how you got to be the person you are today, the factors in your life that shaped you and molded you. Almost everybody has a story to tell, and those that don’t just aren’t honestly examining their lives.

HANK: Are they supposed to be publishable? Does it matter?

JUDY: Granted, not all are publishable—as an acquisitions editor, I suggested to a whole lot of people that their memoir was fascinating and should be preserved for their family. But I published several that moved beyond personal to have a universal application—like a woman who wrote of her life in terms of the houses she’d lived in (This Last House, by Janis Stout) or one minister’s account of his wild and reckless childhood and high school years (I told him I was so glad I wasn’t his mother). Its’ David Murph’s Before Texas Changed: A Fort Worth Boyhood.

Most of the memoirs written in my classes are not designed for publication, nor should they be (I only had one class member who aims for publication and she dropped out this fall, plans to return in the spring).

HANK: So are you teaching memoir-writing right now?

JUDY: Yes, two classes. One for HR at TCU at noon and one in my home in the evening. They are as different as night and day. The HR people get the class free as a service of HR but they are taking a lunch hour out of their workday; some bring sandwiches or soup (I do) and some just bring drinks. But they know they’re in the midst of a workday, have to get back by one or shortly thereafter.

At the evening class, members sign up to take turns bringing wine and snacks (they usually bring bountiful feasts that are way too much). But the combination of end of the day, home environment, and wine works to loosen tongues and encourage congeniality. This group—and the one I taught last summer—have really “bonded” (to use a cliché). Some of the current group are repeaters from summer, and for our last session we have invited the summer people back—several have said they’ll be joining us. So it’s sort of like an alumni group. But the evening group pays me a tuition fee, modest but still. HR pays me for the one in their office.

Also, last summer the group met on my lovely, plant-filled front porch (I might even have a picture) until it got too hot. We tried it this fall, but darkness came too soon and we had to move inside.

HANK: It sounds so inspirational--who inspired you?

JUDY: All of this is inspired by the Story Circle Network and Susan Wittig Albert’s book, Writing from Life. I think Susan belongs to SinC. She’s the one who encouraged me to join. I taught these classes for three semesters in the TCU Extended Ed program, pretty much following Susan’s book rigidly. Now I’m conducting a much more loosely structured course. But Susan’s my inspiration.

HANK:
SO, you lucky JRW's--Judy will be around today to answer questions and point us in the right memoir direction! Do you read memoirs? Do you think someone would like to read--yours?

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Judy Alter's the author of seven published novels for adults—and eight for young adults. She's also written numerous nonfiction books for young adults, one collection of short stories—Sue Ellen Learns to Dance and Other Stories, and a critical biography of Texas novelist Elmer Kelton.
Her most recent books are Extraordinary Women of Texas and Great Texas Chefs (both TCU Press) and Cooking My Way through Life with Kids and Books (State House Press).

She's a past president of Western Writers of America, Sisters in Crime, and the SinC subgroup Guppies, the Texas Institute of Letters, and the Texas State Historical Association.

She's won the Spur Award as Best Western Novel and Best Short Story from Western Writers of America as well as Western Heritage Wrangler Award, National Cowboy Museum and Hall of Fame; Best Young Adult Novel, Texas Institute of Letters and Extraordinary Women of the American West – Named an Outstanding Social Studies Book for Young Readers by the Children’s Book Council.

But wait, there' s more! She won the Owen Wister Award for Lifetime Achievement – Western Writers of America and named One of 100 Women, Living and Dead, Who Have Left Their Mark on Texas – Dallas Morning News, Named Outstanding Woman of Fort Worth in the Arts, 1988, amd named to Texas Literary Hall of Fame.

From 1982 until 2009 she worked at Texas Christian University Press, five years as editor, and the remaining as director. She holds a B.A. from the University of Chicago, an M.Ed. from Truman State University, and a Ph.D. in English with a special interest in the American West from TCU.

She's a regular blogger (http://www.judys-stew.blogspot.com/
and regular reader of the listservs from the Guppies and Sisters in Crime. She's a lifelong reader of mysteries, and the single mother of four now-grown children and the grandparent of seven.

Monday, November 1, 2010

MEM-reeeeeees

A memory is what is left when something happens and does not completely unhappen.
~Edward de Bono

Every man's memory is his private literature.
~Aldous Huxley

God gave us memories that we might have roses in December.
~J.M. Barrie, Courage, 1922

Memory is a crazy woman that hoards colored rags and throws away food.
~Austin O'Malley

Memory is a child walking along a seashore. You never can tell what small pebble it will pick up and store away among its treasured things.
~Pierce Harris, Atlanta Journal



HANK: Here's why I can't ever write a memoir. Because I can't even remember what happened this morning, let alone what happened during my formative years, or during my college years, or when I started as a TV reporter in 1975. I wish I had kept my first story--it was about an impending rate hike by Blue Cross, and all I remember is that I didn't understand the story AT ALL, and was terrified about how to write a two-minute TV report with video about something I didn't understand. Ah, la dee ah. Would that be good for a memoir? Hmm.

I know a lot of interesting stuff happened to me during my Washington DC years (Watergate, Hunter Thompson, Richard Avedon, Warren Beatty, senate hearings, insider meetings, Georgetown parties) but when I try to put my finger on it, well, the finger hits the memory mist. Would that be good in a memoir? Hmm.

Once I decided I would take a snapshot of every story I did, and keep a day today diary of what I covered and who was involved. Great idea, huh? My photo diary lasted ONE DAY. I had a photo of a Russian dissident (oh, why, can't I remember her name? You know it..). So much for that idea. And that would have been good fodder for a memoir. But I didn't do it.

Now I know from various unpleasantnesses and brouhahas in book world that sometimes it doesn't matter if you can't remember your real life, that making stuff up is just as interesting, if not more so. And that if you can get away with it, who cares. But as I learned at the recent South Carolina Writers Workshop (hi, all! It was fantastic) there are lots of people who are interested in writing their memoirs. And it's not always because they're old. It feels like some search for self-awareness?? Or maybe it's to share what we've learned, or wish we learned? Or maybe it's a desire to have some record that we existed?

HALLIE: My father published his memoir, my sister's fiction and nonfiction is ALL autobiographical (if you know what you're looking for) and every time I read another installment, I swear I must have lived in alternate universes. This first occurred to me years ago when I was having dinner with my sisters, talking about something (which of course I've forgotten) that happened when I was a kid and all three of them looked at me and said, nearly in unison, "That never happened," and then one of them added "And besides, you weren't there." I've given up trying to parse that one.

HANK: Ah, that's hilarious!

ROBERTA: First of all, I've been reading foodie memoirs to get ready for my new series. GARLIC AND SAPPHIRES by Ruth Reichl, BORN ROUND by Frank Bruni, and right now MY LIFE IN FRANCE by Julia Child. Very entertaining stuff...I can't wait to meet some of these folks at the Key West Literary Seminar in January. (Not Julia, she's, you know, dead.)

But I'm like you Hank, can't remember squat. And not that sure my life's all that fascinating anyway. My sister writes a lot of journals and has good material for several books. I'm just bad at chronicling day to day stuff. Maybe we're just meant to be fiction writers where the truth isn't crucial but all those memories filter in somewhere that suits the story?

RHYS: Hank, we're fiction writers. If we write a memoir, we make it up!!

Actually I really admire people who keep detailed journals. For several years I went out and bought a lovely new journal, then wrote "Weather gloomy," on January 1st and that was about it. I realized after a while that I am not the kind of person who likes to put down her feelings for others to read. And memoirs without feelings are just a bunch of facts. I could actually write quite a juicy one if I chose to--I knew plenty of famous people during the swinging sixties, dated a member of a rock band, sang with Al Stewart, as well as Simon and Garfunkel... but I wouldn't want to put any of it down on paper.

Hallie, it's interesting about false memories. I'm sure some of these childhood abuse cases only happened in the person's mind. I do remember my childhood painfully well, I suppose because I was alone so much. The girl who lived in the big house in the village and my father ran the factory and my mom was the school principal so the village kids kept their distance.

JAN: Confession: I kept a detailed journal from the time I was about 13 to about 30 years old. Unfortunately, it provides a lot of IRONCLAD evidence about what a twit I was as a teenager. But that helped me a lot in raising my own teenagers. Those teenagers really can't help it, they are just clueless.

As my good friend Barbara Shapiro -- who teaches a memoir class at Northeastern University - instructs, memoir is NOT autobiography. It's a unique filter of the events that shaped a life story. Hallie is right, no one remembers anything the same way. Which makes for bad court testimony and calls into question the concept of an ultimate justice -- but it makes for a whole lot of memoir.

I have some pretty interesting material for a memoir, but what stops me is the invasion of privacy into those lives that provided all the conflict for the story. Dealing with my mother during my early years was a memoir in itself, but even though she has passed away, I still am reluctant to use her life as material. And then, of course, my daughter would just KILL me.

HANK: Yes, there is the backlash situation! And just a thought, Jan, what if your daughter is keeping a diary about YOU?







(Come back Friday for a lot more on this from a real expert!)

But first: Do you read memoirs? (I can't wait to read Stephen Sondheim's new one. It's next on my to-buy list!)
Have you ever thought of writing a one? And ooh, what might be in it?

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Coming this week on Jungle Red:

True Crime Tuesday--with an incredible story of an author who put herself in real danger.
Wednesday: Yay for debut authors!
Thursday: More danger--Kidnap and Ransom--and a thriller that's in memoriam.
Friday: A memoir expert tells how-to and why-to!
Saturday: A NYT bestseller has an intriguing question for you!