how to write memoir

Memoir – Chapter 6 – If You Need a Kidney, Don’t Call Me

I’ve never met a guy who didn’t like chicken wings. Maybe it’s evolutionary biology where a primitive brain center is triggered. Like when Oog the Caveman felt a pleasure response after he clubbed a wild bird and tossed it in a fire pit. Zaps was no exception. He scarfed the wings half a dozen at a time. I … Read more

Memoir – Chapter 4 – Every Picture Tells a Story

I rushed around my kitchen. (One of those very few times you wish you were a more Martha-type person.) I assembled a tray: pitcher of iced organic green tea, two glasses, and napkins. What the heck—at the last second I added a plate of lemon CocoRoons—a nice hospitality flair. Not that I was trying to … Read more