Scenes from My Life
Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Passion to the Third Degree.
While searching for some royalty information, I came across a book I read a while back that included scenes from my life. Real scenes.
Over the years, the author had seen certain things in my life, had witnessed certain woundings and celebrations, and theyâ€™d been firmly planted in her mind. When she wrote a particular novel, she used some of those scenes from my life, but not so much as straight non-fiction. The scenes hadnâ€™t happened exactly that way but the emotions had and so the scenes were true to the situation. The personalities and flaws and insights were there.
On one level, I got a kick out of her descriptions. On another, it was deeply touching that sheâ€™d understood.
But the oddest thing was that, as a reader, the issues were so obvious to me whereas Iâ€™d lived much of it emotionally and had never seen it quite so clearly. I donâ€™t know that it would have made a difference if Iâ€™d read scenes from my life while they were happening. When I was in the muck, I didnâ€™t recognize it. Now that Iâ€™m out, I recognize the emotions and issues of that time, but I donâ€™t so much recognize the person I was.