She wants me to write my memoirs. I can't say I haven't thought about it.
My Hotwife and I were talking about this blog the other day, and she suggested that I should write my memoirs. I was surprised, and again when she explained that "I like your perspective." It's not something she has ever come right out and said before, or hinted at, or even given me the impression that she thought. It was a pleasant surprise.
I have thought about it, writing memoirs. Is it not an inherently narcissistic idea, especially for someone of absolutely no fame or extraordinary accomplishment whatsoever? Memoirs are famous for belonging in the Fiction aisle, apologies ghostwritten to burnish the image of a self-important man who once did things that mattered. Why would I think that anyone would give a shit about what I had to say about my life?
"The Memoirs of a Nobody" is a title I came up with one time I thought of embarking on the venture. Seems catchy, is descriptive, might be intriguing. But still, why would anyone care?
I always shelved the idea, filed it back in the "maybe when I can't do anything useful in my life and have nothing but time" drawer. This time, however, I have decided to do it - largely because My Empress commanded it.
This woman whose superlative qualities convinced me to take a third stab at lifetime commitment despite my better judgment has two aspects. She inspired not one, but two characters in my current fictional ramblings. She contains both in a balanced harmony.
As for the memoirs, I have a different title in mind. This title is more descriptive of my intent than the other. "The Life and Especially Times of a Gen X KidNobody." So that evolved. Sitting here intending to use "The Memoirs of a Nobody" as a subtitle - I love a good subtitle - it hit me to just use "Nobody" as the noun in the title and ditch a subtitle. The freaking title is long and cumbersome enough.
It's the times that make the story interesting. It begins in the mid Sixties, a time of struggle between Hope and Cynicism, and continues on through today, when Hope struggles to survive amid an endless stormy sea of Cynicism. It is not my story that I think deserves to be told, but the story of my era, my generation.
It will be told in a series of chapters of varying lengths, one depicting each year. Yeah, this is going to be long. And it will take shape over a long period of time. But I think it will be fun.
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