Since I’ve decided to write my mother’s novel, ahem, I’m rereading her letters. Letters she saved from other people and letters she sent to me. The novel she started is, after all, veiled autobiography. My mother once wrote me,
A la M [the ex-boyfriend], I just decided to go ahead and write a novel, as I told you, and to hell with whether it’s a good book. The grammar and spelling will be correct, and I know how to write a clear statement. It will make me feel better, does make me feel better about a lot of things. It’s amazing how you have to fictionalize things that happened in real life because they don’t work on paper. So, if you ever get to read this tome, don’t take it for truth. There will be germs of truth there, of course. You’re not in this one, except for some personality traits or body language for my heroine.
I hope I know what I’m doing.