Day 1.5 of 90: Persistence of memories

First assignment:  Brainstorm as many early-childhood memories as you can with as much detail as possible.  (I left unhappy.)

I was in a whole mindset of approaching my outline for my characters.  It’s their story…isn’t it? 

At 42 years of age, I made a long-lasting commitment to close a certain door; Childhood memories are behind that door.  Behind that stairs stretching down and around into a dark basement, and the further I go the darker it gets.

I’ve ventured down those stairs to find the necessary darkness or evil for a scene; however, as fast as I found what I was looking for I dash up the stairs and spill all over the keyboard.  Never once have I listed out in detail any memories.

Later, I was with a friend discussing this catastrophe.  My friend, a teacher, told me some tales from her childhood, and I found myself taking mental notes. 

Not that I was taking notes verbatim;  listening as her facial expressions and as the tone of her voice rose and fell in pitch with each experience…made me think about my own.  And how distinct are back stories are.  No matter how different the experiences were…there we sat.  Together.     Two very distinctive paths and my balcony is where we met.