543 Day Writing Journey

Starting to Forget. Day 143.

Mine on the left. Roger’s on the right.

Dr. Filas, my professor at Westfield State who taught me about memoir writing, said, “It doesn’t have to be exact. You can paraphrase or embellish if you need to.”

Although I am not against the practice of embellished dialogue for some, I will not use it in my writing. Some conversations stick in my mind, but others are foggy, so I will say “I have said” or “He may have said.” The exact details are important to me, so I will not say definitively that something was said if it was not.

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543 Day Writing Journey

Day Twenty-One

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Searching for a job is intense and frustrating, and it can make a person feel less than. It’s difficult to weed through the posts and companies, and I’m sure a potential employee is difficult to weed through also. Today, I made the decision to make it easier for one who many consider me.

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543 Day Writing Journey

Day Eighteen

“Open it.” I handed a small, wrapped gift to Roger. It was 1998.

He opened it and found a pastel green pacifier I bought at Kmart.

“What is this?” he asked.

“Guess,” I said. His smile was crooked.

“Seriously?”

“Yes.”

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