When your sister calls, answer it

I received a phone call yesterday from one of my sisters. She stated her concern over what kind of material I might include in my writing project now that I have committed to a memoir. She gently reminded me that she reads my posts insinuating that I should tread lightly where her name is concerned. She also stated that I can write whatever I want about the rest of them since they won’t read it anyway.

Of course, she is right about this-perhaps with one exception, maybe two. Regardless, this is hardly cause for alarm. I barely know where to begin much less do I have great designs on breaking up my (ha ha, this is funny. you’ll get it later if you don’t already) family.

I’m also not out to burn bridges. Relationships are tenuous enough these days. I don’t so much think that we’re building bridges as knocking down trees to cross a dam.

As it is, I gave her a couple flashbacks I promised to write about her and she agreed they would have to be included. There are so many moments in a lifetime, do we really narrow it down to just a few words?

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About E. Victoria Flynn

E. Victoria Flynn is a mother and a writer living in Southern Wisconsin. Published in a variety of venues, Victoria is currently writing the first in a series of three fantasy novels based on Cornish folklore. When not taking part in a shrieking dance party or engrossed in her own little fictions, Victoria is keen on art, the natural world and people unafraid to explore their own brilliance.
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4 Responses to When your sister calls, answer it

  1. I like that: "knocking down trees to cross a dam".It's a hard line. I don't write about my husband b/c he's strangely weird about it & always finds something to object to, so it's not worth it; but that's not the purpose of my blog anyway!

  2. evf says:

    Thanks, Marie. Looks like I have an edit to do :)Oh yes, I tow that line. I learned early about husbands and the internet back in my early Facebook days. He continues to opt out.

  3. Mercy Loomis says:

    That's part of the problem with memoir. No one's life was perfect, but no one wants to admit that they made someone else's life less so. And I know the kind of things my sister and I used to get up to, and there were just two of us.On the occasion of a recent death in the family, my sister and I were trotting out a few memories of our youth with the deceased to our mother, and Mom was all like, I'm glad there were some things I had no knowledge of at the time! And she has nooooo idea.

  4. evf says:

    Mercy, I've learned that most of those things mom just doesn't want to know.I was very inconsiderate to my mom a few years ago and let her in on a little secret–she was sure that as I was growing up I couldn't sneak out of the apartment without her knowing. She was wrong. I didn't go into details.I'm so sorry for your loss. I know you were close. Its good you have those memories, trouble-making or not, to remember by.

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