How does the writer fashion a memoir in the absence of life experiences recalled?
Review: The Memory Sessions by Suzanne Farrell Smith
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Review: The Red Ribbon: A Memoir of Lightning and Rebuilding After Loss by Nancy Freund Bills
The memoir’s inciting incident is the death of her estranged husband who is struck by lightning while boating.
Review: The Salt Lake Papers: From the Years in the Earthscapes of Utah by Edward Lueders
Lueders… has written a book that reflects both his love of the earth and love of language.
Review: When History Is Personal by Mimi Schwartz
Among Schwartz’s most thought-provoking pieces is “In The Land of Double Narrative.”
INTERVIEW: J. Michael Lennon, editor of Norman Mailer: The Sixties
Any writer of nonfiction or memoir owes a debt to Mailer, who pioneered techniques that came to define nonfiction, memoir and the New Journalism.
Review: Maps Are Lines We Draw: A Road Trip through Haiti by Allison Coffelt
Coffelt’s slim, 137-page volume tells the story of her trip to Haiti – a journey ten years in the making.
Review: The Art of Creative Research by Philip Gerard
[Gerard] quotes nonfiction writer and journalist Bronwen Dickey who warns that writers must maintain a sense of skepticism when researching.
Review: There Was A Fire Here by Risa Nye
Review by Vicki MaykIt was an unremarkable Sunday, Risa Nye writes. There were pancakes for breakfast, newspapers to be read, school projects, Disney videos and an early play date for one of her three children. Those moments of normalcy on October 20, 1991 did not last. Before the day was over, a wildfire would destroy…
Interview: Kevin Oderman, author of Cannot Stay: Essays on Travel
Kevin Oderman had recently returned from Italy when I interviewed him for Hippocampus – an appropriate segue to discussing his recently released book Cannot Stay: Essays on Travel.
Road Warrior by Vicki Mayk
My father never had a driver’s license during my lifetime. Family photos showing him behind the wheel of a 1950 Buick sedan proved he must have been a driver before I was born. I’d once asked my mother why he gave it up.
