As I put the final touches on my revised manuscript, I find myself revisiting a very familiar situation. I am once again picking up my assassin’s knife and killing stories. At this point, I think I have eliminated as many chapters as I currently have in my book.
The problem was, I originally tried to include far too much in my memoir. Blog writer Amanda Pattersonputs it this way: No one wants to know when you, a crack addict, rode a bicycle for the first time. Unless of course, you rode your bicycle for the first time, while high on crack.
I don’t have a problem cutting out experiences. It’s losing the people that hurts. If it were up to me, I would stuff every single person I have ever cared about into my book. It makes me cringe to cut out friends and family members I adore.
Still, every good story sticks to its theme. Could Have Been Holly Wood revolves around living with a twenty year undiagnosed anxiety disorder. Anything that doesn’t directly relate to that struggle has gotta go.
If you wrote a memoir, what would be the hardest thing for you to leave out?