I just read "Who do you think you are?" by Alyse Myers.
I'm still not sure why I read it. It's a memoir about Alyse and her mother mostly. It begins and ends with her mother's funeral and the story is of Alyse's life in between. There are lots of memoirs out there, and this one has been called a love story. I suppose it is. The book gets good reviews, and if you like to read about mother-daughter relationships etc, this book might interest you.
At the back of the book Alyse gives credit to her Tuesday night memoir writing group.
Ah, you know... there are so many memoir writers out there. So many people think that they have a story worth telling, that they should write a book, etc... and so many people try. And yet so few actually get published.
I think if I saw this book in a bookstore I probably wouldn't spend money on it, but since it was in the library and I could read it for free, I did. And I'm still not sure why I bothered. It only took a couple of days to read though.
Everyone has a story. I have a few of my own. I like to write. Will I ever write my book? Will I ever tell my mother's story (I KNOW she won't get around to writing her own story)? I don't know. I'd like to, but then I think Why bother? Who would read it? And then I see "Who do you think you are?" and I think "If she can do it, so can I". Hmm...