Tipsy Lit: I Write to Stop Time

You know those posts that just pour out of you and you just know that you had to get it out? This was one for me. I’m talking about my childhood memories on Tipsy Lit today. And why the lack of memories I have drives me to keep writing for my own kids.

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Ana Lynn says

March 25, 2014 at 11:44 am

I just finished reading your post on Tipsy Lit and I have to say it one more time: Please get out of my head! Or in other words, I share very much of the same sentiment and my memories resemble photos much like yours.

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- Meredith says
  
  March 25, 2014 at 12:17 pm
  
  Thanks Ana! I'm glad to know that I'm not the only one with missing memories. Although, it makes me sad for you too. :)
  
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zeudytigre says

March 25, 2014 at 12:36 pm

I tried to write about this memory vagueness myself for the RTT blog hop last month, but didn't do nearly as good a job as you did here. Awesome post, and so happy to find you on Tipsy Lit!

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- Meredith says
  
  March 25, 2014 at 12:57 pm
  
  That's so funny because I was writing about that too, but then came out with this one which I thought fit Tipsy Lit better. Thanks for your nice words! :)
  
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