Your Memoir Here

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123 thoughts on “Your Memoir Here

  1. The Gift of Goodbye by Rebecca Munn

    Rebecca Whitehead Munn, mother of two children under the age of five, was going through a divorce when she discovered that her mother, 3,000 miles away, had been diagnosed with terminal cancer. Over the next three years she would grapple with those two major life changes that left her transformed forever.

    In this powerful memoir, Rebecca shares how this experience led to a heart-opening expansion and encourages readers to believe that they, too, can form new beliefs and connections, as well as elevate their difficult experiences to achieve a higher level of authenticity.

  2. Thanks Morgan. This sounds interesting. I notice that it is only available for preorder and will be published mid-July. Come back and say more when it’s published.

    Jerry

  3. Captain Marcott, a dyed-in-the-wool story teller, reflects on twenty-eight years of intriguing Coast Guard stories that span the cold war, the turbulent sixties, and the period of détente with Russia. More than a book of seagoing adventures; you will warm to his tales of family and friends.

    His scenic descriptions are crisp and real. You will feel you are with him in an Atlantic hurricane, and when he boards a Russian Factory vessel in the Bering Sea.

    Share his encounters with Ernest Hemingway, Perry Como, Jacques Cousteau, Ambassador Eliot Richardson, and discover how Nikita Khrushchev interrupted his life.

    Laugh as he outfoxes a Navy blockade and when he stumbles to explain to a Japanese artist why his wedding portrait is wrong.

    Feel his family angst when their infant daughter requires delicate surgery.

    Military Writers Society of America Review

    The View from the Rigging is a fascinating and fun memoir of Captain Richard Marcott’s twenty-eight-year career in the Coast Guard. His encounters and experiences with people ranging from Okinawan peasants to Ernest Hemingway—as well as numerous personal ups and downs—are richly told. At every level, The View from the Rigging is a success.
    Review by Dwight Jon Zimmerman, MWSA President & Reviewer

  4. This sounds fascinating, Dick. Thanks for letting us know. You have had the privilege to lead a picturesque, complex life. I’m so glad you have chosen to write your story!!

    Best wishes,
    Jerry

  5. As a bereavement care specialist, Dr. Virginia Simpson has devoted her career to counseling individuals and families grappling with illness, death, and grieving. But when her own mother is diagnosed with a lie-threatening condition, Virginia arranges for Ruth to move in with her and is caught off guard by the storm of emotions she experiences when she is forced to inhabit the role of caregiver.
    In the award winning The Space Between: A Memoir of Mother-Daughter Love at the End of Life, Simpson takes readers along for the journey as she struggles to bridge the invisible, often prickly space that sits between so many mothers and daughters, and shows readers the challenges, emotions, and thoughts many caregivers experience but are too ashamed to admit. Touching and vividly human, The Space Between gives us all hope that even the most contentious relationship can end with nothing between two people but love.

  6. American Trauma

    America’s Silent War on Children

    David Carr heard the stories of what his father endured as a boy: Fists appearing like unexpected rain, kicks in the side, and nails in his skin. But Carr’s father never set a hand on him.

    The cycle of abuse, however, was not broken: Carr suffered mental and physical abuse from the people that were supposed to protect him. As an adult, he realizes that his continuing mental anguish was self-inflicted.

    In challenging himself to see his life in a new way, Carr realized that the story of his childhood trauma did not consist of what happened to him. Rather, his story was entirely the way he responded to what happened.

    This realization set the stage for him to embark on a transformative journey—one that began as a terrified child—but ended with him as a mixed martial artist and successful businessman.

  7. “The Inheritance of Shame: A Memoir.”
    http://www.inheritanceofshame.com

    The Inheritance of Shame: A Memoir is the true story of author Peter Gajdics’ six years in a bizarre form of conversion therapy that attempted to “cure” him of his homosexuality. Spanning decades and continents, The Inheritance of Shame: A Memoir is about the dark forces of oppression and the will to survive; its themes are universal: generational trauma, childhood sexual abuse, powerlessness in the face of adversity, self-acceptance, identity, the resilience of the human spirit, and the recognition that we have within each of us a core essence that cannot be killed, or “changed.”

  8. Thank you for this opportunity to share my just released, award-winning memoir.

    A Few Minor Adjustments: A Memoir of Healing by Cherie Kephart

    Cherie Kephart, a young woman who longed for adventure, traveled the world from the remote villages of Central Africa to the majestic coastlines of New Zealand until a mysterious illness thrust her to the precipice of death.

    The persistent health challenges led to years of suffering, during which her symptoms time and again were undiagnosed by well-meaning medical doctors and healers who were sometimes competent, sometimes careless, sometimes absurd, and always baffled. The anguish, the uncertainty, and the relentless pain would have caused many people to simply give up and end their lives—and Cherie came close.

    Told with brutal honesty, astonishing wit, and a haunting vulnerability, A Few Minor Adjustments is an unforgettable memoir that will move you with its fiercely inspirational account of one woman’s incredible journey to find life-saving answers. In the end, she finds much more than a diagnosis.

  9. Thanks for stopping by Cherie. This sounds interesting! When I first read the blurb, I didn’t know about your Peace Corps stint. That appeals to me. So I went to look at your site. Wow. Three chapters to preview. Nice. Then I went to the Amazon site. Wow. 53 customer reviews. Nice! I bought a Kindle copy – it’s hard to see when it will rise up to the top of my ever deepening pile, but it sounds like one that should be near the top of my list.

    Best wishes
    Jerry

  10. Thank you for consideration, Jerry:

    Friends and family expected Ken Cruickshank to continue playing sports, traveling, engaging in mischief, and raising an active brood after he married his soulmate, Karen. Indeed, all was proceeding to plan until an invisible enemy strengthened its grip on his body and mind. Goals, abilities, and many dreams grew forever affected by progressive disease. After an accident crumpled his weakened body, he dug deep to rediscover the optimism and hope he’d once considered his essence. He realized that the illness he blamed for stealing his identity was also the path to wisdom and a life of fulfillment.

    https://www.amazon.com/Stand-Up-memoir-disease-family/dp/1619848414/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8

    Stay well,
    Ken Cruickshank

  11. Thanks for stopping by Ken. I checked out your memoir – the topic intrigues me – normal life can be so difficult in so many ways – but throwing MS in on top of the other trials and tribulations and it seems overwhelming. I have often claimed that through memoir, we can find and share our humanity, in the face of unspeakable obstacles. But those positive perspectives don’t come easy. The ability to communicate hope and even inspiration requires a lot of profound work – inner work, spiritual work, philosophical work, literary work – it all adds up to help the rest of us find our way through our own challenges. It looks like you did that work. I ordered a copy of the book and look forward to reading it.

    Best wishes
    Jerry

  12. Question for all: Which stories (memoirs) of your life will make it to your obituary? Family members may be listed, but which friends will?

    Will lessons learned find a place? Will disappointments find a place? What stories of you life make the cut?

    What is the headline? Will it be closed out listing will funeral services will be held? What epitaph gets carved into your gravestone? You will have one, right, even if cremated?

    Was it, Nothing Special – Just A life, or is there more to the story? What in a memoir ties it together?

  13. Hello from Randyl Johnson, working on my first memoir and just learning WORD PRESS at age 69. I thank author/writer Jenni Ogden (“A Drop in the Ocean”) for her reference to this wonderful website. I look forward to being published someday and love reading others’ memoirs.

  14. Thank you Jerry for this wonderful opportunity and for your consideration.

    Ordinary Magic: Promises I Kept to My Mother Through Life, Illness, and a Very Long Walk

    Ordinary Magic: Promises I Kept to My Mother Through Life, Illness, and a Very Long Walk (Mascot Books) starts with a funny and moving story of one of my many journeys with my indomitable mother. When Mom’s cancer returned in 2010, she wanted to make some meaning for herself, so we went on a vision quest across Spain on the Camino de Santiago.

    But when she could run from the emperor of all maladies no longer, we began the Last Camino, around her bed, and, just as we had during the Camino, I wrote about our path as it unfolded. The Last Camino becomes a deeply felt meditation on the true meanings of love, courage, manhood, and the lovingkindness (even duty) of being present to those who are dying. Best-selling memoirist Julia Scheeres called it “an epic love letter”.

    To my knowledge it’s also the only real-time telling on the subject of living and dying of its kind — no intrusion of later Memory or Poetry, expertise or hindsight fearlessness — and the account must be even rarer for being largely unsentimental and laugh-out-loud funny. The resulting story of loyalty, resilience, and a powerful woman, whose last words were “God, I’m going to a hotel,” has already had a significant and wonderfully positive impact on readers: https://www.ordinarymagicbook.com/what-readers-say/

  15. “Craving Normal,” by Michele Miles Gardiner. Coming soon!

    Living in a rock hut on a nude beach, staying in a religious commune, facing an angry man with a gun, riding camels, hiding her freaky health food lunches from lucky Twinkie eaters – Michele didn’t experience any of this when her family lived in the suburbs of San Francisco. Then came the counterculture revolution. Her entire life changed: Michele’s young parents sold their home, bought a car and trailer over-seas and took her and her little sister to explore the world.

    http://michelemilesgardiner.com/

    Thanks, Jerry! Glad to have found you.

  16. Thanks for finding the site and leaving a comment. And congratulations for finishing your book. I imagine it has taken you a lifetime of rebuilding and reframing to find your own authentic truth. And if you are like most other memoir writers, writing the story has helped you find those truths.

    I was 20 during the misnamed “summer of love” – what an odd time to be alive and 20 and seeking. Trying to go back in time and find my own story has taken me most of my adult life. Discovering how to turn those memories into a book was my impetus for getting involved in the Memoir Revolution.

    Thank you for adding your voice to the literature of that psychologically rich, complex, and troubled social movement.

    Best wishes
    Jerry Waxler

  17. “Fortune Favors the Bold: A Woman’s Odyssey through a Turbulent Century” is the story of my mother’s amazing life.

    https://cup.columbia.edu/book/fortune-favors-the-bold/9783838211978

    In the early twentieth century, a teenage Greek girl in Constantinople loses both her parents and, together with her younger sister, gets thrown into a massive population exchange between Greece and Turkey. She ends up in a refugee camp in northern Greece. With determination she creates a life in her new country, becoming a teacher in a small mountain town near Greece’s northwestern borders with Albania and Yugoslavia. She meets and marries a young lawyer from a historic and tragic Macedonian family.
    Her story extends through a century of war and peace and is peppered with likable characters, horrific events, and a love story. Among the protagonists are two strong women, a charming and indomitable man, and a smart but sickly kid. Now and again her drive, perseverance, and common sense will save the day and reward her with happiness, which nevertheless will come and go like interludes of sunshine in otherwise endlessly stormy weather.

    The reader will also get candid and authentic glimpses on poorly known historical conflicts such as the Balkan Wars, the world’s greatest ethnic cleansing, the occupation loan that the Nazis exacted from Greece, the Greek Civil War, the Turkish invasion of Cyprus, and the dispute over the use of the name Macedonia.

  18. Hi Theodore, This looks fascinating. I was trying to understand how it was a memoir (for example Andrew X. Pham wrote a “memoir” for his father, based on their extensive interviews.) But the blurb says it is fiction. Is it based on actual individuals (your family for example) or some sort of composite that you put together through historical research? These mixings of culture, caused by things like poverty, persecution and war are such a profound influence on the people of the world – I love the way memoirs take us inside the first-person experience. I know of another fictional book about Palestine and Arab mixing after breakup of Ottoman Empire (what a tragic mess! and Americans are so poorly educated about it) that does some of what you are doing in yours – Curious Land by Susan Muaddi Daraj – Best wishes Jerry

  19. I was bullied by my brother when we were kids. He was constantly mean spirited, and hurt me, but I loved him unconditionally. This was 40 years ago and it affected me to the point where I recently wrote a book about this. It is named “Bully Brother” and available on Amazon. My story has a sad ending, but a hopeful message as well. I am asking you to consider reading it and would love to get your feedback. Thank you for your time. – Craig

    Here is the direct link:

    https://www.amazon.com/Bully-Brother-story-brotherly-heartache/dp/1982991275/ref=sr_1_1_sspa?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1533135163&sr=1-1-spons&keywords=bully+brothers&psc=1

  20. I have 20,000 words so far and feedback has been 100% amazing.Tank Tops and Bellbottoms,Memoirs of a Birkenhead Lad starts in 1954 and covers a wide range of adventures.Tank tops and bell bottoms-memoirs of a Birkenhead lad

    I was born in Birkenhead, England in 1954 in Thomas street at the back of central station, opposite the Haymarket and still remember ration books. We were poor, as were everyone we knew, a catholic family, no birth control,(the more kids you had the more Catholics there were, the more donations the church receives). Rather cynical I know but I remember Father Lennon wobbling down our street on his bike and the gossip was “he`s been at the holy wine again” Even so we were always at Sunday mass with the collection plate going around even though we were all hungry. There was always the temptation to accidentally tip it, spill the coins and grab what you could while looking innocent. Yes we were hungry and I don`t remember any fat kids either, or if there was a fat kid the mother would say “its glandular” when we all knew she was getting a food parcel every month from Cincinnati or Ohio. And the kid had a crew cut… We were down by the old Haymarket, I think the pub was the Borough arms and we would wait for hours outside in all weather for our grandad to come out with a little packet with a pickled onion, a cracker and a cheese triangle in it. Heaven. Next door was the pawn shop and Monday morning was your dads suit for seven and six, get it out on Friday.

    We moved up the road to Mollington street and that was a little boys dream, real steam trains to play on, a coal wharf and gas works to play in. The steam trains were being phased out for the diesel electrics and were mothballed, perfect to play on. Or we would take the goat chair, line it with last nights` echo and fill it with coal. Yes we were hungry but the fires were lit. We graduated to removing the brassy pipes from the redundant steam trains and selling them to Johnny Marriots` scrap yard. The spanners were bigger than me. He would give us half a crown, the robbing get and we would go to Woolies in Grange road to buy an Airfix kit. I can`t remember which shop, probably Rostances where the toy department was downstairs, me and my mate Sheilsdy were longingly looking at the Airfix kits and dreaming when suddenly he starting groaning and holding his stomach.(He had a big duffel coat on) and staggered up the stairs still complaining about his tummy ache. Until we got outside and he had a Flying fortress up his jumper. I would never have the bottle for that, especially as the shop was like Are You Being Served, yes sir, no sir and all respectful.

    On the railway there was a great big turntable for steam engines where one kid could turn a handle and a whole steam engine would turn back the way it was facing. Amazing engineering! We were filthy, hungry and happy. The gas works had a giant mountain of a black sand like substance. It was actually the residue left after coal was squashed into coke, something of that nature, the fact was it stank. After rolling down this hill and being shot at by the dirty Germans or Japs (I killed 20 of them)the next morning the whole school at St Werburghs` was evacuated as a gas leak was suspected. It was me.

    Even though the whole world and his dog were robbing the coal from the coal wharf the only one to get caught was my dad. There was even a picture on the front of the Birkenhead news of the police dog that caught him. That was the highlight of the weeks` news then. Three months he got and we had a street party for him when he got out.

    One last story about the Railway, we knew where the fog signals were kept.In an unlocked little hut that todays health and safety would have kittens about if they knew. We called them detonators and that`s exactly what they were.Explosives. A 2 inch round cap filled with gunpowder with two lead straps attached. They were for warning trains there was danger ahead when it was foggy or something like that,they were strapped to the railway line at intervals and when the big heavy train went over them they exploded. Loudly. They had to be loud so the engineer could hear them above the noise of the footplate,he would then slow down to a predetermined speed every time he heard one. It seemed to be foggy quite a lot when I was young and we would be pinching them and strapping them all over the place and when one went off during the night we would claim it. Trains were shunted all night and day,I am sure one job description was a “shunter”, us kids would call them something similar when we got chased and they gave up because they were too fat. Or we would climb up on to the top of a backyard wall and drop a brick on one and see who would be the deafest for the longest. I still use that as an excuse when my wife asks me to do something I don`t want to do.

  21. Danny, This invitation to “post your memoir” was intended for memoirs people want to promote. Yours is the first one which offers an excerpt. This is great stuff. Keep up the good work! I love your writing voice, and colloquialisms. You are a great story teller. In addition to awesome stories, well-told, I hope you show a progression through time of this boy growing from poor post-war grit into his Coming of Age as a young man. Coming of Age stories are one of the great genres of our time – I wish yours plenty of success. You may know that American audiences love British accents, and we watch British mysteries endlessly – find an agent who understands our obsession with Great Britain – perhaps you will entertain lots of people with your tales. Best wishes, Jerry

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