Do I need an Introduction? -- Sarah Nicholson
How does one start these things?
How have I found myself here?
Is the mic on? Can you hear me?
Testing – one, two!
comparing a fashion show |
Oh, to be one of those class acts that “needs no introduction”, a household name that trips off the tongue. You know exactly what to expect, you don’t have to reserve judgement until half way through the set.
Will I be
like marmite – love me or hate me? Personally, I can’t stand the stuff – gosh
is that the first bit of REAL information I’ve shared about me?
My writing
credentials?
Hmmmm, let
me think … nowhere near as accomplished as so many Electric Authors. I’ve had a
bit of flash fiction “published” on line, I’ve written the church nativity and
I’ve been blogging for over ten years. I hope that counts for something.
Why should I
go through to the next round you ask? Like a terrifying X Factor judge.
Well, I have
a “sob story”, something that will make the readers warm to me, maybe gain me some
extra votes…
Everyone has
a history, the more tragic the better in some situations.
Here we go
in 25 words or less -
Widowed at 42, brought up two sons singlehandedly, when youngest left for university, diagnosed with bowel cancer at 50 and needed emergency op.
Spoiler
alert - I survived! I’m still here to tell the tale.
I’m not
asking for sympathy but sometimes I find it’s better to get that our there at
the beginning, especially as my long-term goal is to write a memoir about grief
– you need to know my life experience qualifies me to even attempt such a challenging piece of work.
But it’s so
hard revisiting the dark times, remembering and committing my raw emotions to a
page. And as for getting them in the right order, to make sense, show not tell,
create an interesting narrative etc etc…. It leaves my head spinning.
So, here I am, maybe procrastinating, maybe honing my writing skills, making connections, getting faster at typing – all valid in their own way.
Comments
Your life so far seems to come under the heading of 'may you live in interesting times'. I hope the times ahead might be a bit less interesting in that sense and that you have the chance to write the memoir eventually.
I seem to stand alone as a marmite lover. Sigh...