Finally! The day is here. Chapter 17 finds me on my way to seeing what lies beyond the city limits of Taylor, Arkansas. My indoctrination into the United States Air Force was lackluster compared to what I had been facing in the Marines. Still, it was such a drastic reversal of my life that it seemed quite radical, and at times, almost unbearable. I understand the reasoning behind basic training where you are treated much like an animal, the T.I's (Technical Instructors) in my case were complete buttheads. That, of course, was their job, but it didn't help matters when one of the two T.I.'s put his face inches from yours and screamed at you, showering you with his spit and rage.I was one of the unlucky ones who was spotted for a trouble maker as soon as I deplaned on the base. T.I. Knox let it be known to one and all that he thought my job was to be ridiculed, among my other duties as an Air Force recruit. I had thought I would only spend one chapter at Lackland, but it looks as if I need another one to get through basic, before they fly me on to communications school in Wyoming. We'll see.
One thing about writing this book is I am dragging up people's names and faces I haven't thought of in years, many years, like the two T.I.'s Erwin and Knox. There will be more as my life continues to unravel and spin completely out of control. some of these names and faces I won't care to revisit, some I will. Also, there is the problem of not remembering certain people's names. I am not sure how other memoir writers approach that, but I'm just going to be honest and tell the reader I can't remember their names. Is that kosher? don't know. Don't care at this point, I just want the story told.
The story told.
Misdemeanors & Felonies: A Memoir is something I never thought I would write. Yes, I knew I wanted to writer a novel about my life, but an autobiography? Never entered my mind. Maybe I thought my life wasn't interesting enough without me fictioning it up. I do know that the main players, mother and daddy, Marionette and Nanette and Dottie, plus the children were one of the main reasons I didn't want to write a "tell-all" book. Like I have said, the fact that all of my children are account for has spurred me on to thinking and doing the memoir. And it is going quite well, which surprises me. The first batch of chapters, the early years, were difficult to deal with and write. But about a week ago everything began to fall into place.
Do I expect for the book to start getting harder as I really get into the core and wastefulness of my years on the road, going from town to town, woman to woman, seemingly on a quest for destruction? I thought so when I began the write. Telling things about yourself, even in a book, that you might not be so proud of is always difficult. But I really feel that I have turned a corner insofar as the writing of the book is concerned. That pleases me, for if I had to deal with the book like I did in the earlier chapters, by the time I got through with it, I would have been a mental wreck. I think who I don't believe that will happen now, is simply the fact that I have accepted the fact that I am going into this telling truth. When you can come to grips with that the battle is won.
Tomorrow . . . Chapter 18, still in Texas . . .
MY BOOKS:
Write To Murder . . . http://www.lulu.com/content/956621
Margaret and David: A Love Story . . . http://www.lulu.com/content/1072842
My Mother's Revenge . . . http://www.lulu.com/content/1132742
Misdemeanors & Felonies: A Memoir is something I never thought I would write. Yes, I knew I wanted to writer a novel about my life, but an autobiography? Never entered my mind. Maybe I thought my life wasn't interesting enough without me fictioning it up. I do know that the main players, mother and daddy, Marionette and Nanette and Dottie, plus the children were one of the main reasons I didn't want to write a "tell-all" book. Like I have said, the fact that all of my children are account for has spurred me on to thinking and doing the memoir. And it is going quite well, which surprises me. The first batch of chapters, the early years, were difficult to deal with and write. But about a week ago everything began to fall into place.
Do I expect for the book to start getting harder as I really get into the core and wastefulness of my years on the road, going from town to town, woman to woman, seemingly on a quest for destruction? I thought so when I began the write. Telling things about yourself, even in a book, that you might not be so proud of is always difficult. But I really feel that I have turned a corner insofar as the writing of the book is concerned. That pleases me, for if I had to deal with the book like I did in the earlier chapters, by the time I got through with it, I would have been a mental wreck. I think who I don't believe that will happen now, is simply the fact that I have accepted the fact that I am going into this telling truth. When you can come to grips with that the battle is won.
Tomorrow . . . Chapter 18, still in Texas . . .
MY BOOKS:
Write To Murder . . . http://www.lulu.com/content/956621
Margaret and David: A Love Story . . . http://www.lulu.com/content/1072842
My Mother's Revenge . . . http://www.lulu.com/content/1132742
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