I was just re-reading Stuart Wilde where he says in Sixth Sense, “…everything, inner and outer, emits a feeling. And that feeling has an identity; it’s a thumbprint of energy. A building, even though it is inanimate, has a feeling—because emotion and energy were put into the building when it was built.” [...]
The premise of my memoir is that I chose the events that happened to me in order to remember a previous life. A previous death, really, so that I would know there is no such thing as death. Or rather, death in the usual way we think about it. And that I [...]
The problem with memoir writing, or writing about myself, is that sometimes I lose interest in the topic I am covering. Or it’s not that I really lose interest, but that I already know what it is I’m trying to say, and I’m not sure if anyone else will find it interesting. So [...]