Over the last decade or so, memoir has grown into one of the most popular reading genres. But the truth is, personal stories have been part of the human DNA for a very long time. We have been telling our tales to each other for centuries. But in modern times, more and more of us are taking on the task of writing our own personal narrative. And why not? We all have stories to tell.
In the age of social media and blogging, revealing ourselves to the world has become a daily habit. It seems, as a society we are less and less intimidated by opening our hearts to share our most treasured experiences, and sometimes our biggest heartbreaks. Telling our stories has never been a more culturally popular, even significant thing to do.
A few years ago, the National Association of Memoir Writers came into being. It was inevitable, it seemed, because so many of us have wanted to learn how to write our stories, especially for those growing older.
Linda Joy Myers is the woman behind the association. She believes memoir is a very human act that can leave a legacy, heal a difficult past, and even offer “revived faith in the human condition.” And this may be especially true when the years remaining are fewer than the years that have passed.
I teach memoir classes, and many students wonder aloud about whether their subjects, their themes, their stories are too mundane. “I don’t have anything interesting to write about,” one student said to me not long ago.
Nonsense.
Students invariably believe that memoir or a personal essay must be about some grand moment – climbing Mt. Everest, sailing the world’s seas, overcoming a major tragedy, enduring a devastating illness. These themes can be compelling, but many times the smallest of things make the biggest impression.
Personal narrative, when it makes the most impact, is many times about a tiny observation. The smell of lilacs. The autumn leaves on the ground. The morning snowfall. A quiet prayer. A walk in the woods.
To write a personal story, one does not have to write an entire book. Start small and remember that connecting with the reader is about sharing experiences that we all can relate to – a memorable holiday, a difficult loss, a frightening medical incident, a child’s first birthday. All of us can find a story in themes like these.
Years ago, I was privileged to spend three months as the Writer-in-Residence at the Jack Kerouac Project in Florida. I often sat on the home’s front porch in the late afternoon, and nearly every day I had a visitor. A green anole, a cousin of the iguana. I named it Chuck. It came out to greet me regularly.
I could have written about so much more – bigger, deeper subjects – while I was there. There were plenty. I was living in a legend’s old home, where he had written one of his masterpieces, The Dharma Bums. But instead, it was a small thing – that little green lizard – that intrigued me. And so, I wrote a short personal essay about Chuck, about the conversations the two of us had, about Florida in the summer, about community, the creative life, about solitude. Chuck was my jumping off point for so much.
The key is to remember that the small story is what delivers the biggest impact when you find the connection between your personal moment and the bigger human condition.
The story of an individual’s very human experience is valuable and worthy. And it can be taken to the level of true art, but only when the writing goes beyond the self, beyond navel-gazing, and connects to what we all share as human beings – our fears, our delights, our sorrows, and our joys.
It’s necessary to tirelessly encourage the writing of personal stories, of individual observations, of one’s singular reality because it is essential. We need these stories to feed our souls. They are crucial. Humans have been telling stories to each other since the caveman days, since gathering around campfires. It is what we do.
The stories that reveal our inner lives are acts of grace, like tiny prayers that connect us to the divine. The stories spur understanding, kindness, tolerance, no matter how long ago they took place, no matter how tragic or how joyful they may be. We do not survive without human connection, and telling our stories is not only fundamental to our existence, but also vital.
The poet W.B. Yeats is believed to have said, “The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” Whether the quote is attributed correctly or not, it is certainly something Yeats would have undoubtedly believed in. And for all of us writing personal narratives or hoping to, we should never allow our senses to grow dull for they are the receptors of the world around us, the first responders to our personal observations. Sharpen your senses and write what they reveal to you, because what you have to say is magic.
Do you have the habit of writing down personal stories? Are they major events or deeper thoughts? Do you write for yourself or to leave a legacy?
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I am currently writing my memoir because I realize how important it is to tell your story. A number of my siblings have no idea about some of the things I’ve done in my life. I have
had many interesting jobs. As a matter of fact, on one of the jobs I held I was dubbed, “The Renaissance Woman.” That was a great compliment and it inspired me to write my memoir.
Also, I have identical twin grandsons who are now twenty-three years old and when I tell them about some of my adventures and escapades they are quite astonished.
Tell your story, even if it’s just for you and you family. The stories are important.
My daughter gave me the best gift for Mother’s Day a few years ago. It was called Storyworth. It sent me a question each week for a year ( I could pick a different one if I wanted to ). As this was going to be a gift to her and her children it was written with them in mind. Some questions had me laughing so hard as I wrote about my life . Some left me in tears and took longer, much longer, to write a story about. For instance, in writing about my stepfather, whom I did not have a great relationship with, I realized how much he gave me and impacted my life in good ways. I saw Europe and Africa because of him, he took me to a public library for the first time when I was 10 and always made sure that I had books around. As a result I became a teacher/librarian and loved my career. Writing my memories was so therapeutic and my grandkids had a lot of questions for me but also got a lot of laughs. I highly recommend doing this, even if you don’t share it.
No question that these programs/books/websites can be helpful when writing about personal experiences. And yes, they can be therapeutic and redemptive. Not all memoir has to be in full publication form for a larger audience, it can just be for you, your family, and your legacy. Not everything has to be a published book. Keep writing your stories.
There is no doubt programs/websites/guides can be helpful for writing personal stories. Not always do they have to be for publication, but instead can be redemptive and for sharing only with family and friends. Writing a memoir doesn’t always mean “publishing” a memoir.
I wrote a memoir. I posted it on a writers blog. It’s been there for two years. Only ONE person commented. No one seems to care about my story. Perhaps it’s because it’s a story of the traumas of abortion, rape and SA and how I found a road into healing from all of it. These are subjects people literally back away from. People say they care. But I have met very few who realistically do. It’s hard when you put it all out there only to be completely ignored by the majority of people.
Julie…
First, thank you so much for reading. And your comment is not unusual for writers of personal stories.the most important part to take away here is how brave you are to tell your story that takes incredible courage. Try finding a new platform for your story. Tell it well. It’s important.
First of all — it takes incredible courage to write your story. That is first and foremost. But because it hasn’t gained a wider audience doesn’t mean the process hasn’t been beneficial. It’s important to tell and share out stories. Find another platform and keep telling them.
Julie, brava to you! I hope that it was cathartic to write your story. And don’t think it’s that people don’t care! These days, unless they’re on some sort of social media, I have trouble getting the younger crowd to communicate effectively. Oh well. But I love to write about my own life. It’s a healing process far too often, but there’s also joy.
That took a lot of bravery, Julie, to write something that must have been so painful to you. And even though only one person commented, you never know who you’ve impacted with what you’ve shared. I have read a lot throughout my life, and it never ceases to amaze me how many times some writer’s insight I’ve read will come back to me, just when I need it the most. That may very well happen with your words, too.