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“It feels like you shut down, in utero, when four months old. Perhaps related to the chronic fatigue you told me about. The rheumatoid arthritis, too.” Before my itching brown eyes, her words shimmered and morphed into the ceiling adorned with crown molding and a crystal fixture. Shame crazed me into my accustomed crawl space where I became invisible, breathless. Someone else knew my secret. It was about Mother.

Anna Maria Kiddon, an energy therapist, continued moving her hands above my body, as I lay upon her therapy table in her St. Louis, MO, home. There were more findings that wintry morning in 1988, but I could not retain them. While scrambling into my coat and scarf, I barely heard her invitation to return.

Slowly, I picked my way down the brick walk toward my car, parked beneath a skeletal oak with shrunken leaves, my inflamed knees knifing each step. No birds anywhere. It began to sleet. Panting, I drove home, hovering over the heater. I was fifty-three yeas old, in the second year of my marriage.

 

It would take decades to unpack the implications of that evaluation.

This Prologue opens my second memoir, Limping AlongFollowing the Dark Face of God into the Light. (August 2015). It is now available on Amazon.

 

 

Limping Along front cover low-res copy

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“I write to shine a light on an otherwise dim or even pitch black corner, to provide relief for myself and others.” – the author statement of memoirist, Laura Munson, taped above the desk in the Montana farmhouse in the glacial valley she shares with her husband and two children. For twenty years, she had honed her craft, produced fourteen unpublished novels, despite efforts to seek the notice of publishers. Such practice, however, inadvertently prepared her to compose her successful memoir, This Is Not The Story You Think It Is – a Season of Unlikely Happiness, published by G. P. Putnam’s Sons in 2010.

Stung by an unforeseen marital crisis, Laura reaches for her journal and over a five-month period, traces its escalation with humor, honesty, and simplicity. At the outset, she engages her future readers, calling them “gentle friends.” Skillful weaving of backstory textures the rich story line, set within a wealthy Chicago suburb, a Boston walk-up apartment, a Seattle first-house, and a Montana farmhouse. Graced by grandmothers practiced in creating beauty in their homes, Laura does similarly in her vegetable and flower gardens, in her response to her children’s needs and her mate’s identity crisis as husband, as provider, triggered by a failed business venture. She survives this crisis, peppered by her “evil twin sister Sheila,” – referring to her nasty inner critic – all the stronger as wife and mother and writer. Her memoir’s listing on the New York Times Best Sellers List, appearances on Oprah and the Today Show attest to the success of her author’s statement.

I highly recommend Laura Munson’s skillfully crafted memoir, a heart-stirrer.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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