I do find it motivating to acknowledge that if I don’t write it, it won’t get written. I actually want to write three different stories before I leave this earth: a childhood memoir, a recovery memoir, and another story about my experience in the Navy. The good news is that I have started the recovery memoir. I’ve actually been working on it for about a year, and I am planning to post an update about it shortly, and reveal it to the world, just as soon as I can find some time. I’m excited because I have a fully formed idea, an outline, and even a proposal I am sending around. I’m about one-third of the way through the project. Oddly today I was inspired to use my daily writing time to work on a completely different story (the Navy story). I don’t even know how that happened. I was driving to work and suddenly felt inspired to tell this particular story in a certain way.

The thing with the childhood memoir is this: I struggled to even acknowledge that I was stuck. I used to feel that I had to work on one novel at a time, until it was complete. This drove me to tinker with the same chapters over and over. Work on outlines. Read books on how to organize a memoir. I even hired professionals. I came to the conclusion that if the story isn’t there—if the basic idea for how to bring all the elements together to relate the experience I want to explore—well, than, it’s just not there. No amount of sage advice from books or hired guns is going to help. I am certain there is a story in my childhood experience. I am just not sure how to bring it all together, how to present it.

This is why I found Cohen’s experience so encouraging. She could have taken the easy road and just presented herself as the victim. Instead she knew in her heart that wasn’t the truth she wanted to tell. Why did it take her so long to realize what she truly wanted to write about? I have no idea. But I trust that if I remain open to what my muse is trying to tell me, I’ll eventually understand, just as Kerry Cohen eventually came to understand her story.

Now my feeling is that I am better off taking my inspiration as it comes. If I get a strong impulse to go back to my childhood memoir, I am going to do it. But if I don’t, I’m going to work on something else. I’m not going to worry or beat my breast. I’m going to trust that the ideas are going to come to me, exactly when they’re supposed to. Meanwhile, I’m going to pay attention to the ideas I have today.

Your concerns about being overwhelmed with your project struck a chord.

There were times when doing Charlie’s story, Crack! and Thump, that I would put it aside for months because I felt overwhelmed. What finally spurred my sustained effort was my wife’s offhand question as to how I would feel if Charlie died before I finished his story…

Maybe you should ask yourself how you would feel if you died without finishing yours. A truthful answer might tell you how to proceed.

Best of luck.

Barry

Maybe we can figure out what makes a good one tick.