I have one last paper to write for my Creative Non-fiction class and it’s the memoir. This is tough because I feel like it’s really easy to churn out a bunch of sentences strung together, forming one big feculent cliche. And evading that is something I’m not sure I’m able to accomplish.
So instead of writing about some terrible tragedy that served as a monolithic turning point in my life, I’m taking the light-hearted route and writing about a cherished memory that consists of:
1. One weekend in Philly with a girl I only knew for 2 days
2. A gothic chatroom
3. Having an eyebrow ring surgically removed
4. This picture:
This guy made me feel so uncomfortable. Can you tell?
I’m excited to write it because this is a story that’s never seen the light outside of my vacation journal.
Halloween revelry coming soon!