Angela Kelsey

Tell the Story


Filed in Stories, voices, Writing :: November 22, 2011

A long time ago, I used to go to a bagel place in Gainesville for lunch or coffee or to write.  One day, in the final stages of writing my dissertation, I felt that I could see the core of that book, the truth, the purpose, like never before, but it was still just out of my reach.  I thought that if I just had a little more time it could be the book I wanted it to be.  I finished it, and the degree, and it was good enough, but the truth I was trying to write never made it fully onto the page.

Today, in the final stages of NaNoWriMo 2011, working on what may be one of the final drafts of my memoir, I remember that feeling, and I have it again–almost there, what I want still just out of reach.  But I can see it, and I’m getting closer.

Will I get there this time? I think so.

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