If I didn’t write a memoir piece, I might write an opinion piece and convince my readers that classroom libraries are the heartbeat of a classroom.
If I wrote that piece I’d preach to the choir or change some minds; I do not know.
If I didn’t write a memoir, I might write a fiction piece where characters collide with crushing news or silly dreams or seem so everyday ordinary that it seems like it’s a memoir.
If I wrote that piece, I’d try not to make it too real and I’d worry that people would make unintended connections. I might include a disclaimer, like Law and Order does sometimes, and say “any resemblance of these characters to people in my own life is purely coincidental.” But it wouldn’t be coincidental. Probably.
If I didn’t write a memoir, maybe I would write a nonfiction piece examining a sports figure or historical events of interest to me.
If I wrote that piece, I’d probably get sidetracked by my own experience and turn it into a memoir.
If I didn’t write a memoir, I might write a poem or verse, but it might also be a memoir.
If I didn’t write a memoir piece, I’d probably write something that could be considered reflective commentary.
With 11 days to go in the challenge, perhaps I should break out of my comfort zone a little bit more. Time will tell!
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