As you can clearly see from my last post, sometimes we write pieces that are tied to certain dates. In journalism, this is called the "news peg," or the reason the piece is running now. Sometimes this is a specific date, or season; perhaps the piece is a reaction to something in the news.
In my case, my previous post was in response to the tenth anniversary of the September 11th attacks. As we all well know, everyone has their own September 11th story. But what our everyday tales? What happens in families when one event creates differing versions between relatives?
I have a sister. We are very different, living by different rules, giving different gifts, and relating different versions of growing up in the same household. We are sisters: Different because we grew up in the same household, not in spite of that fact.
Does this make a memoir impossible? Does the sheer knowledge that someone else can readily disagree with your version diminish your tale, or make it less true?
Not a bit -- and quite the opposite. None of us grows up utterly without the influence of others. The key in successfully writing about your life is to stay in the voice of how it occurred to you and how it looks from your point of view, staking out the territory of how you remember it, and making no claims to this being the only possible or true version.
And then when everyone tells you that it didn't happen that way, you can agree. It didn't happen that way to them.
What about your own children? Have you already begun to see how one event has two sides? How about in your family of origin? Have you got sisters/brothers/parents who will tell tales that differ from your version of the same events?
What is your experience with this?