Today’s
Wednesday Writing Workout comes to us courtesy of my fellow Newberry Library
writing instructor, Chicago author and memoirist Carol LaChapelle.
And so is her book, FINDING YOUR VOICE AND TELLING YOUR STORIES: 167 WAYS TO TELL YOUR LIFE STORIES (Marion Street Press).
Carol
believes each life contains the makings of a memoir.
In FINDING
YOUR VOICE, she shares writing tools, tricks of the trade, exercises and
prompts to help any writer access and
explore memories and turn them into stories.
Carol also includes
contributions from real students who have been using her methods to show
readers how productive the writing exercises can be.
You can read
Carol’s most recent essays in Next Avenue and in America Magazine.
Carol invites TeachingAuthors readers to visit her blog ForBoomersandBeyonders - Dispatches From the(New) Middle Ages and/or to “friend” her on Facebook.
You can email
her directly for information about her online writing workshops at madmoon55@hotmail.com.
Thank you, Carol, for sharing one of your 167 ways for
our TeachingAuthors readers to find their voice and tell their stories.
Enjoy! Enjoy!
Esther Hershenhorn
Finding Your Voice
In addition to writing and teaching
workshops, I also consult with private clients on their various writing
projects. Recently, one of them, a woman
in her late 70s who is writing a series of family stories, sent me a
remembrance of her beloved grandmother to read and critique.
In the piece, Joan writes about her
many experiences with her grandmother from when she was a young girl. As I read it, I realized that I didn’t really
understand what was so special about “Gram,” though I knew Joan felt there were
many things, else why commit this woman to paper?
And so after marking up the draft—mostly with
questions—I summed up my comments at the end, including suggestions for the
next revision, then sent it back to Joan along with this note.
I also referred Joan to my book,
particularly Chapter Two, “Four Really Helpful Writing Techniques.” The fourth technique, the Character Sketch,
describes how I came to write one particular memory of a high school teacher,
including the process by which that memory emerged on the blank page.
I felt this might be helpful to Joan
as she attempted to more specifically capture what was essential about her
grandmother.
Following is that technique, which I have copied directly from my book’s initial manuscript. I hope it will serve as a good reminder for all of us—new and practicing writers alike—when we come to write about the very special people in our own lives.
But a character sketch becomes more
interesting when you add the person’s relevant personality traits and
significant biographical information.
I’d include relevant biographical
information—a matter of keen interest among her former students, especially her
decision to leave the convent after 20 years, marry a much younger man, sail
around the world with him for a year, then return home and open a pizza parlor.
As I sit here now and write about
the former Sister Joseph, more images of her come to mind, each small detail
leading to another, and another, and then finally to a specific scene:
It is 1958 and our girls volleyball team has gathered in the gym after school for volleyball practice. As we fumble our way around the court, Sr. Joe paces up and down the sidelines, barking orders at us, her black veil tied behind her back with a fat rubber band, the dour nun shoes exchanged for bright white tennies. Her diminishing patience at our ineptitude now exhausted, she charges onto the court and to the spike position of my team. Pushing aside Loretta, our best player, she yells “Set me up!” to the quaking girl next to her. The rest of us stand there still as stones, and watch as Sr. Joe rises like some fiery rocket and hammers that ball over the net.
Not long
after my book was published in July 2008, I received a very surprising email
from one of its readers. Here’s how it
begins:
Dear Ms. LaChapelle,
I am the "much younger man" to
whom you refer on page 33 of your new book who married your former volleyball
coach. I want to tell you that I (and she) nearly fell on the floor reading
that recollection. While some of the details were slightly off, the essence of
Sr. Joseph was right on.
Thanks for sharing this exercise, Carol. I could really picture the scene with Sister Joseph. And I LOVED your "Coda"!
ReplyDeleteI love that story!!! Thank you for sharing. Sr Joseph is as clear as a bell in my mind.
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