The Story

I am passionate about writing the stories of “everyday people,” but I enjoy reading famous people’s memoirs too. Especially if the famous person is one I believe I’d have been friends with if our paths had only crossed. In that category, I just finished listening to Brandi Carlile’s “Broken Horses” memoir—which is awesome, because I’m going to hear that heavenly talent in concert tonight, so maybe our paths will cross? Brandi (we’ll be friends now, so first names) is amazing, and she ended her story with this reflection on the importance of our stories:

Write your life. No matter how young or old. Even if you feel like you’re not interesting enough, do it. Believe me, you are. Your life is in fact twisted and beautiful. And you’ll find that as you peel back the layers, the unexpected side effect is that it feels wonderful to be known, even if it’s just by you.

 The people whose stories I’ve been privileged to write report similar feelings. It’s true. You should tell your story.

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