Too Busy Sharpening My Oyster Knife: A Kaleidoscopic Life

We are all wanderers. ~ Masha Gessen

Is it true, as poet Anne Sexton once said, that “Pain engraves a deeper memory?”

Memoir or tales?

Whatever.

My Muse took me by the hand one fine day and led me back to Henry David Thoreau, one of America’s most-quoted writers, at least in our times. His words apply well to the practice of memoir:

Know your own bone; gnaw at it, bury it, unearth it, and gnaw it still.

And so I sit at the kitchen table, visions of the mythical King Midas in his counting house buzzing in my mind, unopened boxes of frayed letters scattered before me. These are my pearls. I begin.