Liquid Memory — Wish I Were Here

My memories of childhood are shadowy, fluid, dreamlike. Like a Super 8 home movie. Scenes blur together, and then separate into clips of lucidity. This kaleidoscope of reminiscence has kept my memoir at an impasse for too long. How can I cut and splice these flashbacks in a coherent and meaningful way? Most of the […]

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