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Therapeutic Storytelling
Promoting the use of storytelling in healing. A storytelling initiative offering a safe space for telling stories. Why would anyone want to read about another person's horrible childhood?
Memoir Writing Resources
A collection of articles on biography, autobiography, and memoir writing. A collection of articles on writing and publishing autobiographical works. A discussion group for people who write or read memoirs. A resource site for all things memoirs and autobiography.
by Sara Mcgrath In my dream, my father lies belly up on the floor of a supermarket, perhaps on his way to the chocolate aisle. He appears heavier, larger than I have ever seen him. He lies capsized on the cold white-...More>
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Death,Loss, and Grief
My father lives at the edge of the forest, aiming for feral, when he and my meth-addicted, teenaged mother give life to me.
My mother tells me, "He looked like a wild man coming out of the shadows of the trees." Memorial Day passed by
The day you died
I'm still reeling
From the enormity of loss
Pregnancy, Childbirth, and Parenting
The memory of my daughter’s birth is one of my most precious memories, but it’s different than other memories because I remember hard labor... A Letter to My Younger Sisters As New Mothers I'll begin my baby's birth story now, for although her birth is four months away, it began in my mind when I discovered I was pregnant. This is my second child, my second pregnancy, my second birth. I'm not afraid of parenting, of laboring, or of giving birth as I was during my first pregnancy.
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I created this montage as part of my memoirs project.
by Sara Mcgrath "I run down the street screaming and crying," my sister says.
"Me, too," I say, "Like a lunatic." I smile, or try to. What's wrong with running out your pain under the moon? I rather appreciate the...More>
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Childhood Abuse
Like many survivors of childhood abuse, I have had a difficult time letting go of the past and moving on. For years I thought I was doomed to suffer throughout my entire life, and I resented that. I felt ensnared in my history. With frequent reminders and triggers of the old feelings, how could I ever escape? The Irish say that the bogeyman is a type of faerie who lives in the bog and kidnaps children so he can play with them. They say that he keeps them a year and a day, but he kept me for six years.
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