Share This Article
Every book, every time, is different. A lot of that is due to the fact that you’ll be reading your book in a different place each time. That said, I do love books that are at the same reading level as me. In this case, I’m reading mrs jeffries’ memoirs.
The book is the perfect example of this, as it is the perfect example of a book I can read by myself. It’s a good overview of her life that I can pick up on a whim, without being distracted to by reading. It’s just a great book to learn from and im happy I did.
I have to admit, I was a bit confused by this. Why is it that, when I read a memoir, I end up thinking about reading it again? I have a couple of reasons for that, but the main one is: if youre reading it at the same time as youre reading your own blog, then the last thing you want is for your blog to be a “revision” of your memoirs. So instead, Im reading it as a standalone book.
Well, in the case of mrs jeffries books, it could be that you’re reading it while you’re reading your blog. If youre reading it while you’re reading your blog, then you’re still reading your memoir. And if you read your memoir while you’re reading your blog, then it’s not really a memoir anymore.
That’s what the author (you!) may or may not have meant. It could be that youre reading your memoir while youre reading your blog, but it could also be that you’re reading your memoir while youre reading your blog. And you know what, I think that’s probably true.
So its not that youre comparing your memoir to a book. Its just that the author meant the memoir to be read while youre reading your blog.
To be fair, I think I read my memoir while I was reading my blog. I read a lot more of my memoir while I was reading my blog. If I were in the mood for a memoir, I would definitely want to read all the way through it while I was in the mood for a memoir. If writing my memoir felt like a chore, I would be very tempted to turn it into a blog post.
I agree. Not to mention that in many ways I read my memoir while I was editing my blog. I think I read a page of Blogger while I was editing my blog. If I were in the mood for a memoir, I would probably want to read an entire book while I was in the mood for a memoir. If writing my memoir felt like a chore, I would be very tempted to turn it into a blog post.
A lot of memoirs are about getting past the pain of losing a loved one, and even if it’s not exactly painful, it is hard. As with most memoirs, though, I think the hardest part about finishing these is that now I don’t have such a close connection to my original family. I still feel a connection to them, but I don’t know them, and I think that’s a good thing.
When I first read the first draft of my memoir, I started crying. I cried for several days, but now I think I get why. Why I wrote it, why I feel like a fraud, why I cried. I feel like I’m trying to write the story of me in one short burst, so as to make sure I’ve done all the hard work of coming to terms with the loss of my family.
