I had another post lined up for today, but I got a call from my sister and laughed so hard I decided to change it up.
My sister is moving in a few weeks so she is going through everything deciding what to keep, what to toss, and what to sell. She ran into a box of letters I'd written to her my senior year of high school out in Vegas.
I haven't laughed that hard in a long time. It was fantastic! She's going to send them to me so I can share.
What's strange though, is that I have NO MEMORY of most of the people or incidents I mentioned. I would deny that I ever wrote it...except it is MOST DEFINITELY my voice.
Hearing my voice from 20 years ago was surreal. The fact that it was so obviously me was reassuring (and highly amusing).
Hearing me talk about my mom--OMG, I sound JUST like my daughter. She's going to die reading these.
I talked about signs last week. And I think these letters are my sign. I'm writing the wrong book. I've suspected as much but 50,000 words in isn't the greatest time to accept that epiphany. I like the story line. I'll finish it. Might even query it. But it's not what I'm supposed to be writing.
It is not in my voice.
My voice is yesterday's underwear post. It's light, laced with humor. But there's not a lot of room for either of those in the story I'm trying to tell.
The other thing I learned is that I have a habit (in my letters) of detailing what every member in the family is doing at THAT moment. Kinda boring at the time, but 10 - 20 years later, it's a mini time capsule and it's so cool!
So, do you think you would recognize a letter you wrote twenty years ago? Would you laugh or cringe? Both?
EDITED TO ADD: I can't believe I forgot to put this in here! I got Mortified by David Nadleberg awhile back for my daughter. REAL excerpts from people's journals and diaries as teens. Hysterical. I guess it was also a stage show with people getting up on stage to read their excerpts...new show every night.