tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096884235079668296.post6432436339113442764..comments2023-10-08T11:12:33.841+03:00Comments on Excursions in words and occasional photographs...: It's not so easyJohn Fosterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06269579852499589966noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096884235079668296.post-46102463617963214512011-01-04T01:17:41.671+02:002011-01-04T01:17:41.671+02:00Oh I would like to read it Claude... but then with...Oh I would like to read it Claude... but then with my limited abilities in French I would experience yet another quite different version entirely!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096884235079668296.post-39383547160094113782011-01-04T01:11:16.842+02:002011-01-04T01:11:16.842+02:00Of course, the title is French: J'ÉTAIS LÀ...Of course, the title is French: J'ÉTAIS LÀ...Claudehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06775039539331403794noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096884235079668296.post-20101356319000937682011-01-04T01:09:29.004+02:002011-01-04T01:09:29.004+02:00A few years ago, I started to write memories of my...A few years ago, I started to write memories of my childhood. I'm the youngest of five. I still have two living sisters. The oldest (much, much older than I am!) is 95 today. Her memory is impeccable. The problem I had, with sharing a few chapters with my siblings, is that my feelings, reactions, rememberances of things past were so different than theirs. Except for names and dates, it looked as we had lived in a different universe, even when I was speaking about them.<br /><br />I wish I could share with you an article: <i> The dubious "truth" inside our heads.</i> by Jay Ingram (who hosted Discovery Channel.) Françoise Giroud wrote "La vérité a, comme les oignons, dix-sept pelures." (As the onions, truth has seventeen skins.)<br /><br />I decided not to worry about other people's experiences. My own version is what matters. I called the first part of my book: I WAS THERE...Claudehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06775039539331403794noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096884235079668296.post-5014764683992607382011-01-03T21:36:12.073+02:002011-01-03T21:36:12.073+02:00Ah John, you are stuggling with the problems of wr...Ah John, you are stuggling with the problems of writing under your own name. I know so well what you mean. I had a book published using total anonymity (much tighter than the leaky anonymity of "H. insciens"), with another one under construction now. The freedom is incredible (even though close family know, so some things do still hold me in check). But the downside of pseudonymity is that nobody you know will know that the stuff is yours. That is irritating. And you doubtless want your companions to read your story and know that it is by you, but don't want them to be disappointed by what you were thinking when they all thought they were getting along with you fine. It is a problem. Depends on your future plans for them as friends and companions, perhaps. But those worthy of true friendship should understand, and may with a laugh over a beer tell you what they were really thinking of you. Good luck with drawing the line. As for me, I may have to collect my Nobel award in a mask. (That particular problem is one I expect to avoid, actually :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com