#memoirish

[twothirdsgenius]

one of the hardest things about dyscalculia is living in a society where math is regularly demonized and people who like/are good at math are seen as an exception rather than the norm, and so when the common sentiment is “math is hard” how is my voice supposed to be heard over everyone else? like obviously that doesn’t take into account that our education system is basically a factory conveyer belt and flawed teaching methods etc etc but the reality is that this widespread belief that math is inherently difficult and strenuous at least partially contributed to why me still not being able to do long division by hand in 10th grade wasn’t nearly as alarming as it would be if I wasn’t able to read or write by 10th grade

[runsquidling]

haha I posted something way too long and way too personal and now I can't sleep.

girlie it's not even that personal go to bed.

[movienation]

Movie Review: Coming of Age amid Life and Lingering Death on the "Suncoast"

There are a few things I really appreciated about “Suncoast,” writer-director Laura Chinn’s memoirish remembrance of the slow, wasting death of a sibling. Characters live through story arcs, reminding us of the hope that even the most lost among us can change. Characters transcend the “types” that the movie sets them up to be. Yes, teenage girls can be mean, shallow and and vapid. But nobody is…

[koffeefrkeleven]

It’s pretty rare tech based start-ups are something I think are actually doing good.  My own Dad is turning 70 this year, and to my knowledge his life stays extraordinarily busy, because he’s who he is, he’s only “semi-retired” (which in my father’s parlance means he’s basically working the same as he always has, taking a day each off a week, just calling himself “semi-retired). He has many friends and social engagements aside that.  It does grate on me that since I don’t drive I don’t get to see him so often as I might like (my hometown is a place inaccessible by public transportation).  We have been sometimes estranged, --but still the thought of him experiencing lonely moments in old age terrifies me. I know sometimes he does.   It is a great tragedy that so many people who raised us and taught us should ever experience great loneliness in old age. If I were to design a world as I liked, --our country’s elderly would be fully embraced and integrated in the community and central too it. They’d be recognized for the asset they are, and not ignored and shunted out of their communities in retirement homes.  When I was a teenager, I made a regular habit of visiting an older woman whose husband had died some years ago. She long ago passed on, but I did get to enjoy long talks with a wonderful white-haired woman, Georgia Brundage,  I think being a young person talking across that great expanse of time and experience is a way to broaden the minds of young people, deepen their understanding and compassion. The old and the young need each other.  

[librarynoire]

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[sophia-sol]

Being Seen: One Deafblind Woman's Fight to End Ableism, by Elsa Sjunneson

Yes I continue to make my way through books on the various hugo lists for the year without pause! This one's a nonfiction book exploring the realities of ableism through the author's experiences as a Deafblind woman. It's a little bit memoirish, but does not come anywhere near telling her full life story, and it's organized by theme rather than chronologically. It's written largely to a non-disabled audience, is my general impression of it, to provide a thorough grounding in just what it's like to exist in society when your body is not what that society wants or expects. Sjunnesun does a great job of this, I think, and she writes clearly and with passion. I read the whole book in one sitting. Probably a bad idea, especially after melting my brain with the Debarkle over the last few days, because now I don't have enough brain left to say smart things about this book, but: it's good!

[rubyfruitnb]

i don't mind my nickname but now I'm thinking I will change my middle name to a name I like more & go by that as well. Plus I need a pen name because I'm close to finishing my chapbook and now a lot of my stuff is getting memoirish.

[feathers-and-fisticuffs]

Thanks for being patient while I meme, life has sort of been crazy so I haven't had the energy to write more than a few sentences and haven't had the time to sit down a focus otherwise.

Thinking about writing some personal stuff, while I'm working through some things, but if that doesn't really interest anyone I'll write it down on my private blog lol. But if you want to learn a little more about me, and my life and stuff, let me know! I've wanted to try some more memoirish, autobiographical writing for a while but I'm shy and don't know where to start XD

[kungfuslipr]

//I don’t believe in Redemption//

Sometimes when I wish I were not quite so off-kilter, so drawn by pain, so morbidly obsessed, desperate to dig my hands into last moments and laugh about it, more interested in endings than beginnings, in winters than summers, piqued by the bitter bite of reality’s sword, hallowed by the severity of all things—I let it go. I stop churning judgements through my mind.

—

None of it freezes me forcibly the way it used to, like a cabonite victim of a bounty hunter. I’m not shivering under the frosty fingers of dealt damage, ice in my nostrils unable to breath—I’m something apart; cold, still, but wearing it as much as it’s worn me. I’ve turned the garment inside out: I taste the frost and I feel. I feel. I feel.

I don’t believe in redemption. We are what we are, and that has to be enough.

[spaceasianmillennial]

PAID OPPORTUNITY: NEED COMIC ARTIST TO RENDER 10-PG SCRIPTED MEMOIR BY APRIL 6

I had a script and concept successfully pitched to Stacked Deck Press, LGBTQAIU comics publishing. However, my artist dropped out and I am in a scramble to find a replacement.

If I and the editor approve of your portfolio, this guarantees publication and payment.

Details below

The comic is a memoirish piece about me discovering my bisexuality. The comic is outlined to be 10 pages long.

Some info:

Here are the page specs and other basics for our book:

The book is standard comic book size: Trim Size: 6.625”x10.25” Bleed size: 6.875”x10.5” 600 DPI at full size. Flat TIFF, CMYK. COLOR: This is a color book. If you want to do black and white you can, but consider having a solid background color, or spot color. SEX: We are not afraid of sex, but we want to steer clear of pornography for this publication. Nudity is OK, but keep it down to a Showtime level with no penetrations or hardcore sex please. COPYRIGHT: Creators own their own work. All we ask is that you don't publish it anywhere else for a year so we have the opportunity to sell it for you. PAYMENT: Each creative team will receive a payment of $25.00 per page and two complimentary contributor copies. The page rate may increase pending the success of the upcoming crowdfunding campaign. Additional copies may be purchased from the publisher at a wholesale rate of 50% of cover price.

This was what the first page was supposed to look like with the original artist. You don't have to emulate it, but it gives an impression of the original vision, close to realism.

To render those 10 pages of my script, it pays a total of $175, $17.50 per page. If crowdfunding goes well, the rates can increase.

If you are fine with the requirements and interested, please DM me your portfolio and email address so I can send you my script.

SIGNAL BOOST. I’M TRYING TO GET WORD TO MY EDITOR BY TOMORROW. The deadline was supposed to be March 31, but my editor is allowing an extension.

[ignitesthestxrs]

Do you have any fav nonfiction books?

i do actually!

Virgin: The Untouched History by Hanne Blank

about the history of virginity and how it’s a social construct

Genghis Khan and the Making of the Modern World by Jack Weatherford

about genghis khan and the rise and fall of the mongolian empire and the effect it’s had on the world today. it was really interesting to read this before the next one actually, because they both had uh, EXTREMELY different points of view

Destiny Disrupted: A History of the World Through Islamic Eyes

decoupling the history of the world from the typical western centric take and viewing it through the perspective of the Islamic world (a term used by the book, and not referring to any particular race or country).

Perv: The Sexual Deviant in All of Us by Jesse Bering

i like reading about sex :’| sex and gender were my focus in school and this was a good and insteresting listen on how Weird pretty much Everyone gets. probably dont listen to it at work on audio like i did tho whoops

Super Mario: How Nintendo Conquered America

obvs it’s nintendo focused, but there’s a good tangential history of gaming in general in there, and the rise of the nintendo company that was just really fun

Call the Midwife, Shadows of the Workhouse, Farewell to the East End by Jennifor Worth

more memoirish than history but still non fiction. these boks are why i will never get pregnant, i highly recommend them (okay but an actual summary: a nurse’s retelling of her time in London’s East End seeing to the needs pof poor pregnant women, and children)

[brian-in-finance]

Writer/director Kenneth Branagh on the set of Belfast, his film homage to the city where he spent his early years. Photograph: Rob Youngson/Focus Features

‘I grew up with Branagh in Belfast: our childhoods haunt his new film’

The director’s cousin Martin Hamilton tells of family and the Troubles that went on to inspire an acclaimed memoir

There is one man with very personal reasons for finding the scenes of sectarian intimidation in Sir Kenneth Branagh’s film homage to his home city particularly haunting – his first cousin, Martin Hamilton.

Hamilton, who grew up with Branagh and his family in inner-city north Belfast, says the images of Catholic families being forced out of the mainly Protestant district brought back painful memories of his own fractured friendships that were lost in the Troubles.

Branagh’s movie Belfast – hotly tipped for an Oscar – is a memoirish tale of how the Northern Ireland conflict that erupted in 1969 forced his family to escape the gathering sectarian storm.

The family prepare to leave Northern Ireland for a new life in England: from left, Caitriona Balfe as Ma, Jude Hill as Buddy, Lewis McAskie as Will, and Jamie Dornan as Pa in Belfast. Photograph: Rob Youngson/Focus Features

Watching the darker moments of Belfast when Catholics are driven from their homes, Hamilton recalled how a fiercely close boyhood friendship was broken up. “Those parts of the film really resonated with me when I first saw Ken’s film,” he said.

“I was living across from Ken and his family, in flats on Skegoneil Avenue in 1969. My best friend growing up was a lad from a Catholic family. We played football together, we got into fights together – although never about religion – and we made up frequently after them. We were inseparable as boys.

“When the Troubles broke out, people from outside our area, some of whom were Protestants moving out of mainly Catholic districts, started to stir things up in the flats.

“They started asking why Catholics were still living among us and the atmosphere they created was so hostile that these Catholic families, including my friend’s, felt too insecure to stay.

His granny was always talking about her grandson who she insisted was always going to be a great actor. — Karen Clarkin

“They moved out just like the people forced from their homes by the mob in Ken’s film. Ken captured this tragic turn of events so well in the movie. It was so very true to what was sadly happening back then,” he said.

Hamilton, who will be 70 this year, described Branagh and his older brother Bill as “more like my other brothers rather than cousins”.

He said: “Because my dad was working in the shipyard and my mum managed a local Co-op store, I used to go to my aunt Frances and uncle Billy’s house after school. I knocked around more with his brother Bill as we were about the same age. I remember Ken at the time was quiet, shy.”

As in the movie, Branagh and his family leave strife-torn Belfast for a new life in England. But when Branagh returned to his native city in the late 1970s to star in a series of critically acclaimed TV dramas written by Graham Reid – the Billy plays – his extended family were there to protect him.

Hamilton told the Observer he was deployed to ensure his actor-cousin with the English accent wouldn’t be mistaken for a British soldier.

“Ken stayed with my mum and dad as Aunt Frances was worried about him. She was concerned that with his accent someone might think he was a soldier, which was a very dangerous thing to be in Belfast in the 1970s.

“I was tasked with driving him over from the north of the city to the filming in the east. Many years later when he became famous, he spoke about those wet and windy nights in Belfast when his cousin drove him about. He never ever forgot about his roots or his family.”

Left to right, Jamie Dornan, Ciarán Hinds, Jude Hill and Judi Dench in the film Belfast. Photograph: Rob Youngson/Focus Features/PA

Branagh’s film recreates the working-class Victorian terraced streets and alleyways of the Mountcollyer Street/York Road area at the end of the 1960s. Today the district is depopulated, with row upon row of bricked up houses, while Mountcollyer Street where the Branagh clan lived is hardly a street at all any more, but rather a cul de sac.

Those who grew up nearby in the Tigers Bay area, such as Karen Clarkin, said the set of Belfast with its corner shops, street lamps and yards with outside toilets is faithful to the time and place that Branagh’s direction captures.

“My granny was friends with Ken’s grandmother Frances who lived across from her. His granny was always talking about her grandson who she insisted was always going to be a great actor.

“But it was the scenes in the film of his grandfather (played by fellow Northern Ireland actor Ciarán Hinds) that really got to me. Him sitting on the outside toilet drinking his mug of tea, all his tools and his knick-knacks reminded me of my own grandad in Tigers Bay. I loved the film because it brought home what this part of Belfast really was like,” Clarkin said.

Then she pointed to a nearby structure in a green space Branagh would once have played in during the late 1960s – Alexandra Park.

Arthur Square, Belfast. The city has come a long way since the dark days of the Troubles. Photograph: Anthony Devlin/Getty Images

During the Troubles the park was often a nightly battleground for rival rioting Protestant and Catholic youths. The violence became so bad that locals living on either side of what was once an invisible sectarian dividing line demanded a permanent barrier to keep the mobs apart. A giant steel “peace” structure was built, and its foundations were laid on 1 September 1994, the first day of the historic IRA ceasefire.

Although it can be opened during the day, this 3-metre reinforced corrugated iron barrier remains a near-permanent “border” creating separate Protestant and Catholic zones in the park.

While the film contains joyous moments and is a love letter to a city Branagh clearly adores, Belfast ends with captions that commemorate the things lost during 35 years of conflict. The director remembers those who had to leave, those who remained and endured, and finally those that were lost for ever in the violence.

The film has struck a chord with the generations who lived through the Troubles. After a screening at the art deco Strand cinema in east Belfast last Tuesday several elderly and middle-aged viewers had tears in their eyes as they left the movie house.

That sentiment of loss and futility is felt too by Hamilton, who has watched his famous cousin’s award-winning movie twice.

“I can still remember the name of every family in our flats that had to get out. They had good neighbours, but it was the bad ones that forced them to go. I suppose if Ken’s film has any message for me personally it is that Northern Ireland can be a great place if they’d just leave us alone.”

https://www.theguardian.com/culture/2022/jan/30/belfast-ken-branaghs-love-letter-to-torn-city-that-taught-him-so-much?CMP=Share_AndroidApp_Other

Remember… Ken stayed with my mum and dad as Aunt Frances was worried about him. She was concerned that with his accent someone might think he was a soldier, which was a very dangerous thing to be in Belfast in the 1970s. — Martin Hamilton

[leanpick]

He Redefined ‘Racist.’ Now He’s Trying to Build a Newsroom.

He Redefined ‘Racist.’ Now He’s Trying to Build a Newsroom.

Dr. Kendi’s book, a memoirish argument that Americans of all races must confront their roles in a racist system, has drawn attention, and controversy, for pulling the word “racist” away from its current usage as a hypercharged word reserved for the clearest cases. He thinks the word should be attached to actions, not people, and used to describe supporting policies — like standardized testing —…

[havensoscom]

He Redefined ‘Racist.’ Now He’s Trying to Build a Newsroom.

News has been published on http://havensos.com/news/he-redefined-racist-now-hes-trying-to-build-a-newsroom-2021

He Redefined ‘Racist.’ Now He’s Trying to Build a Newsroom.

Dr. Kendi’s book, a memoirish argument that Americans of all races must confront their roles in a racist system, has drawn attention, and controversy, for …

[neverseemenaked]

Hello, Adventurers! It’s been awhile, and you may have noticed some changes, including the title of this comic. Yes, the subtext has become text, and I’ve decided to move away from the strip-form to a longer, memoirish format - for now anyway, we'll see how long this experiment lasts! (It took an annoyingly long time to put this particular comic together, so it might not be long...) And part of the shift includes giving my comic project the name I had saved for my half-written memoir.

I’m still talking about asexuality, still making jokes about my hopeless romanticism, still drawing anthropomorphic representations of my virginity - just with a monochromatic color scheme and a bit more truth.

I hope those of you who have enjoyed my comics so far will still like what’s to come for YOU’LL NEVER SEE ME NAKED.

[roughghosts]

Losing my story (or my capacity to tell it)

For the longest time I have entertained a writing project. Memoirish, I described it. I put time and money aside to facilitate this activity. I’ve been going through the money, but have little to show for my time. It has been more than a year since I’ve written anything serious of a personal nature beyond a few small prose pieces or random blog posts. I’ve written about writing and not writing…