Bite Size Memoir Challenge is back!
I would love to inspire you to write up a few memories or self explorations in small, manageable bites. This post goes on to explain why (and how), with a roundabout exploration of E.M. Forster’s ubiquitous quote: “How do I know what I think until I see what I say?” along with my own recent experience writing a bite sized memoir concerning a rather hungry caterpillar.
Regulars will know I’ve taken a break over a busy summer and recently revisited a number of priorities. Thank you to everyone who contributed ideas to save time with administration along with encouragement to continue! Quite a few people seem to be just as busy as me and almost relieved that others were suggesting a fortnightly prompt. Others suggested I didn’t need to provide a compilation in line with many other regular prompts already out there.
I’ve welcomed these two ideas as they will save obvious time! I’m a little anxious less frequency means it might slip from people’s minds, but we might find others who like the less pressured environment.
For now, no other big ideas except I plan to do the odd photo post, especially in school holidays when I’m chasing my tail more than usual!
If you’re new here, you might be interested in having a look at its history and what “I remember” statements are all about. You can also read others submissions for various prompts by clicking the #BiteSizeMemoir tag and examining the posts that come up.
However, everything else you need to know to have a go, is summarised at the bottom of this post.
When I started Bite Size, I was especially keen to encourage ‘ordinary’ people to have a go – A few have, but it’s been more of a success with other writers.
– So! One more plea if you feel you aren’t (yet) a writer and would like to have a go – There are no qualifications necessary to enter and no judging of what is written. You can even have a go anonymously. That bit’s very easy – you’ll find you can fill the name part in on my posts comment section with anything you like (.. Mystery Memoir Maker..). Email addresses aren’t published – they’re just part of WordPress’s security and Spam filtering. And I promise I don’t pass them on or use them in any other way.
First a little ramble involving E.M Forster and a very hungry caterpillar..
Many of us regular memoirists find elements of peace, understanding, joy or self discovery writing memoir and as with all writers, a hell of a lot of fulfilment from just expressing something on a page. If you’ve never done it, you might discover it as something you hadn’t realised you were looking for. Any regular writer of any genre will tell you:
Writing is different from just thinking things through in your head.
E.M Forster is credited with “How do I know what I think until I see what I say?” but it wasn’t actually he who said it. (Thank you to Paula Reed Nancarrow who had me on the hunt for the origins of this.) He actually quotes an anecdote in Aspects of the Novel, of an old lady ..
..’who was accused by her nieces of being illogical. For some reason she could not be brought to understand what logic was, and when she grasped its true nature she was not so much angry as contemptuous. “Logic! Good gracious! What rubbish!” she exclaimed. “How can I tell what I think till I see what I say?” ’
Regrettably we all know a few people who spout all sorts of rubbish before they work out what they’re thinking, but writers can explore themselves without that disturbance to others – and then, share it!
Writing is my thinking, so I would rephrase the whole thing to be:
How do I know what I think until I read what I write?
In an almost entirely different vein (the links are there for me) but may be hard to explain.. there’s also The Very Hungry Caterpillar sitting on my desk.
When I cobbled together my throw a dice solution to provide Bite Size prompts for the last 2 weeks, I included Watermelon – deliberately – so I could describe a lovely bit of video we have of Max reading Eric Carle’s beloved children’s book.
Since then, the link between the caterpillar’s eating and this one bite at a time approach to tackling memoir has played on my mind. I couldn’t work out quite what it was until I read “The next day was Sunday again. The caterpillar ate through one nice green leaf, and after that he felt much better.”
Why, I wondered, did he feel much better?
Of course all his meals – his bites – result in a caterpillar becoming a beautiful butterfly. His hunger drives him to this ultimate fulfilment. And whilst the adult-me almost mourns the loss of the caterpillar, my 2 or 3 year old Max was delighted by the discovery he turned into a butterfly.
Memoir writing for me is a bit like that discovery – what’s going to unfold isn’t immediately apparent..
Finally, as I was picking through my notes from a meeting with my editor, I was reminded she had suggested I needed to show more of Max and Simon in my memoir – a hint that life still has to go on, even when there was a stark future ahead of me.
Thinking back to The Hungry Caterpillar, I suddenly got the ‘nice green leaf’ and why it made him feel much better. Perhaps after eating a load of rubbish on the Saturday, the simple, everyday ‘caterpillar meal’ of a nice green leaf is a metaphor for my simple everyday joy of watching my toddler discover the world. Life goes on amidst the threat of death. I’m not sure exactly when the piece of video was recorded but I know I was far from out of the woods. However, in that small moment, I was still able to discover my own joy in his delight. It’s a treasure to look back on and rediscover all over again. Writing my memoir more often reminds me of time lost, but these little morsels create a richer, more complex picture and of moments you cannot be robbed of. An editor’s gift I can justify finding more of to write about.
So, the prompt for this time’s Bite Size Memoir is:
“Discovery”
And here’s my “Watermelon” in case you missed it. Confirmation of the guidelines for participation follow.
Watermelon
I don’t know exactly how old he is but he still has soft wispy golden curls and wears a nighttime babygrow. He must be tired because he is unusually still and calm, leaning back into the cushions on the sofa, the book propped on a cushion on his little lap.
I know he doesn’t read the story, but he and I have visited these pages so many times he knows every word of this favourite tale.
The words are almost recognisable, most consonants fully formed even with the necessary comfort of his dummy. He follows the pictures with his finger..
“One ollipop, one piece cherry pie, one shoshidge, one cupcake, and one slice of waller-melon.”
Eyes bobbing across the pages, his voice rises and falls, almost in surprise – He looks up at me and laughs.
“That night he had stomachache!”
– Still delighted that a caterpillar can be so hungry!
THE BITE-SIZE MEMOIR CHALLENGE
1. Topics will be posted every two weeks via my blog and Twitter (using the hashtag #BiteSizeMemoir – You don’t need a blog or Twitter to participate. If you follow my blog these posts and my other ramblings will be sent to remind you.)
2. The challenge will be to write about the topic using
either
10 x “I remember statements”
or
150 x words (prose or poetry)
Either will make you pick and choose your words carefully whilst keeping a tight focus for time’s sake. You might want to write more, to keep at home or include in a fuller blog post, but please only submit one option within my comments section (i.e. 10 statements or 150 word prose/poem).
3. You will have two weeks to share your ‘Bite’ – in either of two ways:
either
a) Post your response in the comments section of the current topic – If you are a first-time commenter on my blog, WordPress will filter this so I can check for spam and you may not see your comment appear immediately.
or
b) If you have a blog you can post your response on your own blog and provide the link in the comments section of the challenge you’re responding. Please also link back to the relevant Bite Size prompt, in your post.
You can quickly find the latest BiteSize prompt whenever you visit my blog by clicking on the logo at the top right of the page.
A few rules:
1. If you need or want to be anonymous that’s absolutely fine – When you post a comment just put ‘Anon’ or a nickname in the name field. It does ask for an email address as part of spam filtering but only I see it and I promise I will not write to you or share it anywhere!
2. Please keep others anonymous to protect their privacy and dignity – change names or use initials etc.
3. If you stumble across this after the deadline, what the heck! Feel free to have a go – I’ll get to read it even if others have moved on to a later prompt!
October 6, 2014 at 9:52 am
A great big thank you to everyone for joining in with this prompt. Aside from the great depth and diversity we’ve had, I do like the different nuances coming from a more abstract prompt so will try to think of a few more..
Thank you all
Lisa xx
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October 2, 2014 at 11:22 pm
So. E. M. Forster, huh? Thanks so much for hunting that up! All I knew was that it was in a composition textbook I taught from in – Lord! – 1980…
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October 6, 2014 at 9:50 am
Yes – the stuff of legend – becoming part of a writer’s vernacular! Thanks for sending me on the hunt in the first place, great voyage of discovery 🙂
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September 29, 2014 at 9:47 pm
I absolutely love your memoir, Lisa, but you knew I would. What a delightful tale of Max interacting with books, developing a love of words and literacy. I cannot think of a more wonderful description.
I agree with your not knowing what you think until you write it. I used to say that you can’t know what you think until you say it, but writing it takes it to a deeper level again. As you say, writing gives you time to toss the idea around and get it right before you say it; but discussion with others can also help develop understanding and clarification.
Be kind to yourself as you try to be everything to everyone else! 🙂
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October 2, 2014 at 2:42 pm
Hi Norah! I knew you would especially! My other absolute favourite (I bet we’ve read it more than a hundred times!!) is from the Meg and Mog series “Owl at School”.
And I’m glad to hear another who finds writing takes thinking to a different level. xx
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October 3, 2014 at 9:18 pm
I do know Meg and Mog, but can’t quite bring Owl at School to mind!
Thinking a writing – a great combination!
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September 26, 2014 at 11:25 pm
here we are again… discovering the moment I stopped being a child…
http://geofflepard.com/2014/09/26/lifting-lifes-stones/
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September 27, 2014 at 3:52 pm
Always a little shocking to discover adults have had these ‘secret’ thoughts and maybe the first time you really question your own opinions because up until then, I suspect we hadn’t thought much about it.
A loss of innocence when you realise you can’t take people at face value.
Lisa xx
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September 27, 2014 at 4:34 pm
I remember being very upset that people I thought were nice could be so nasty to someone I liked and just before the wedding which I had been told was the happiest event of your life. An early introduction to hypocrisy
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September 28, 2014 at 12:19 pm
Now, there’s a prompt..
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September 24, 2014 at 11:57 pm
I agree wholeheartedly with your other correspondents; your new regime sounds sound (hmm, v clumsy, must try harder). I have a deep, hardwired love of caterpillars having shared my bedroom with many, many varieties during my childhood and I can attest to the noise of their chomping, particularly the larger hawk moth, silk worms and esp the enormous Atlas moth. I can also share a lovely word from my youth – you may already know it – which is urtication – the allergic reaction to plant stings (nettles for instance) or animal hair r, in our cases, the hairs of a bushy caterpillar. The bushy moths Charli references and you beautifully described as cashmere are almost certainly capable of causing urtication – my father, who adored all Lepidoptera had an awful eye allergy brought on by the bristles of certain Tiger moth caterpillars so my brother and I had to deal with them – we felt so important. They weren’t allowed indoors or dad would be pretty near blinded. Thanks for triggering that memory
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September 27, 2014 at 2:02 am
My last task before going offline for the weekend to give needed attention to my novel before it’s big date with my editor: http://carrotranch.com/2014/09/27/bite-size-memoir-discovery/. Thanks for the fun prompt!
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September 27, 2014 at 12:20 pm
More than fun Charli – I totally identify with a fascination with graves and the lives gone before. What beautiful words here.
Meanwhile – get to it with that novel! I cannot wait to read it. I love your love of history and the way it feeds your characters and your writing as a whole.
It sounds like you have an available block of time, so don’t get distracted. I have Max and a friend home for the weekend so I’m in Mum-bakes-and-makes mode, grabbing time to attend to my blog that I was forced to miss yesterday! So much for a ‘blog admin’ day if it ends up going out of the window – eek!
Lisa xx
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September 29, 2014 at 6:56 pm
It worked to not allow myself to access any social media–I even put my phone on “quiet.” Felt productive, but painful. I think when it gets painful, I like to wander away…we’ll each do our best, balance is a goal not always achieved but worth striving for. Hope you had a wonderful weekend!
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October 2, 2014 at 2:37 pm
I’m learning these tricks ! Seems there’s even an app you can pre-program to disable your social media for set periods and you can’t hack it when you change your mind. Clearly there are people with even bigger addictions out there!
We did have a wonderful weekend and I’m making good writing progress this week xx
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September 27, 2014 at 12:03 pm
And wow Geoff – I seem to remember you and Irene were incredible moth nerds or should that be geeks – can’t be bothered to drag the teenagers from GTA to tell me the difference, but anyway, urtication is a word I had actually forgotten but with its lovely cadence, must find a use for soon!
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September 24, 2014 at 10:38 pm
Not sure if I’m going to be able to continue, as much as I love them, I am changing things up on my blog. Not sure if the #BiteSizeMemoir will work there or not. I’ll let you know if I can blend it in with what’s new. Thanks for all the great memoir prompts! Peace to you.
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September 27, 2014 at 12:00 pm
Hey Morgan, please don’t worry. I have had a look at your new format and structure which makes incredible sense and is visually so much easier to follow. In fact it’s grown up hasn’t it? We’re all at different stages feeling our ways with blogging. It’s such a fledgling community a number of us are still defining the ground we want to stand on without examples necessarily that show how to do what we want to.
I think you and I are both ‘suffering’ if that’s the word, from dabbling in everything interesting that comes along and then realising it confuses our overall aims – as well as take up time we don’t really want to spare.
Keep in touch and if there’s ever a time.. I’m always delighted to see your poetry hit these pages! You don’t need to relate it back to a post. People can follow back to your overall blog just clicking your name – though I understand there a time element here too.
Lots of love, Lisa xx
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September 27, 2014 at 10:05 pm
First, thank you for sharing your thoughts about my blog. It has been a struggle to discover what everything is about and what my focus should be to be able to help those I feel called to help.
Second, I love visiting with you and I love sharing my poetry. It is most likely that I will find myself here, reading your prompts and sharing my poetry in your comments. Thank you! So here goes, off the cuff.
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Discovery
Dancing into the light of being
discovering who I am
deep inside
discovering the past can’t be left in the past
not truly
it sits there festering waiting to ooze out
it waits to sabotage and tear the wounds open
again and again
discovering only light is the answer
loving, healing light
shining it in every corner
in every secret place
discovering the light can heal those torn places
those festering places
shining the light
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Now, all that being said. I may find a way to incorporate them into some of my future posts, as an example of healing. Thank you Lisa, for the energy you bring to this online world.
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September 28, 2014 at 11:49 am
Morgan! Thank you – this is beautiful especially as I see metaphors I’ve worked with for healing cancer – I might almost have written it myself. The more of your stuff I read the more I think we are truly on the same planet 🙂
Meanwhile, young lady, please don’t let my flattery keep you on a wrong path however delightful it may be – if you need to be focused on something else, please go to it. Not that I am ever sorry to see you but I would never keep a caged bird.
Feel free to fly by when it suits, Lisa xx
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October 1, 2014 at 6:52 am
How could writing memoir and poetry be a wrong path? They are both my greatest passion in regards to my writing. Anything that invokes what your prompts invoke in my words, is never a waist of time. I want to be able to help others with my personal stories and poetry and just trying to find the best ways to do that. I am a work in progress as is my blog.
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October 2, 2014 at 3:02 pm
Hurrah !
And
Yay !
😀
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September 28, 2014 at 12:55 am
After all that I finally wrote my first post since updating and changing my blog and decided this poem fit perfectly within it (I hadn’t written a post since Ties that Bind and had a nervous breakdown over my blog’s purpose). My perfectionism had reared its head, procrastination decided to extend its visit like an unwelcome house guest. But all that is past now thanks to you.
You of course have already read the poem but you can check out the post if you feel so inclined. http://morgandragonwillow.com/2014/09/inspiring-quotes-and-be-your-outrageous-self.html
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September 28, 2014 at 12:13 pm
Great post and thank you so much for linking back here. 😀 And I love that quote from Marylin Monroe – hardly the ‘dumb’ blond some might be tempted to think and Judy Garland – well, we already knew she wasn’t!
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September 23, 2014 at 1:16 pm
So glad to read this Lisa having at last caught up with your recent posts and your new regime. I think this will work just fine, I’m really looking forward to getting back into the swing of these bites again. And I love the ‘discovery’ prompt. These bites do indeed give back a rich memory of these moments, such as the one you write about in Watermelon, in a brief moment in time that captured the emotions or just the memory and which is so different to the writing of a memoir as a book. I love the ‘distraction’ of being able to do so…helps me come up for air. And your ‘nice green leaf’ gave you unmatched love, joy and hope for all that is good and precious, in your beautiful boy. Great to have you back my friend…it really is 🙂 xx
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September 23, 2014 at 8:47 pm
Thank you for your kind words Sherri – I wonder if you need to write a few happy scenes to punctuate your own writing, so it doesn’t have to feel like drowning?! It’s an empowering backstop in my arsenal now – Worried about your ‘coming up for air’ metaphor in there!!
If there was an award for “Commenter-Prolificus” you would get it (or there’d have to be a wrestling match with Irene because without counting I’m not quite sure..) – I don’t know how you manage the number of thoughtful replies on posts on your own blog, let alone getting around everyone else! 🙂 xx
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September 24, 2014 at 11:16 am
Yes…you are right and I will be getting to some more happy scenes shortly. I knew it would be like this at this particular time of writing (and actually writing this part of the story has made me realise just how tough it was at times) but hopefully I won’t need to come up for air quite so much soon!
Haha…well, that’s very kind of you Lisa, but you know me, more rabbit than Sainsbury’s and all that and I’m the same with commenting I suppose. I get carried away…but I do love our little group and our banter. So therein lies the problem with my distraction…now back to writing!!!
See you soon 🙂 xx
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September 23, 2014 at 12:38 pm
Don’t know where this will take me this fortnight Lisa. It will be a voyage of discovery for me. Loved your Watermelon bite. It exuded love. Beautiful memory.
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September 23, 2014 at 8:34 pm
Thanks Irene – it was overwhelming to recall – and in a good way ❤️
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October 6, 2014 at 4:33 am
Here’s mine
http://irenewaters19.com/2014/10/02/bite-size-memoir-discovery/
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October 6, 2014 at 9:25 am
This is so lovely Irene and rather precious, Lisa xx
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October 6, 2014 at 1:07 pm
Thanks Lisa.
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September 23, 2014 at 6:41 am
Love the blog – got to go to work !
Simon 😘 xx
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September 23, 2014 at 10:10 am
Removed your mobile number, husband! Won’t do to let everyone know how to get hold of you!
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September 22, 2014 at 11:50 pm
May you continue on your writing journey with the joy of “waller-melons” in your heart and the determination of a hungry caterpillar! I saw a wool bugger yesterday and thought of your bite sized memoir.
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September 23, 2014 at 10:08 am
Thanks Charli! When I’ve eaten everything up and have time for a nice green leaf I’ll do my best to pop by your wonderful weekly Flash Fiction prompts.
..By that ‘wool bugger’ do you mean the type that hatch their larvae in your nice cashmere sweater!? Making me laugh – thank you! xx
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September 27, 2014 at 1:09 am
Yes–the kind that the trout like to eat if you catch one and put it on your hook! Actually, it’s wooly bugger, I omitted my “y”. 🙂 Do stop by and read the compilations and if you get an extra hour in your day, join us when you can!
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September 27, 2014 at 11:47 am
Laughing even more! That ‘y’ changes the intonation quite a bit in the reading of it!
Meanwhile desperately trying to sort my ‘s**t’ as some of us might say. I want to do it all but finishing this memoir has got to happen soon or I’ll go crazy. I’m keeping my eye on your fantastic prompts but dealing with the feedback actually takes longer than writing pieces doesn’t it!? I don’t know how you do it Charli. I really do appreciate your feedback and input. Lisa xx
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September 29, 2014 at 6:51 pm
Hang in there! I spent the entire weekend with my revision. Saturday I thought I was brilliant; Sunday I was despairing that I couldn’t write a lick! Remember, I have an empty nest. You do way more that I ever did with the young ones at home! You”re doing good to find connection and balance. Just keep that memoir rolling forward.
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