Kevin Brennan Writes About What It's Like
In the next couple of weeks, look for a new title from yours truly: In No Particular Order: A Memoir.
It’s actually a small collection of all the autobiographical pieces I’ve posted here at What The Hell over the past four years, but I started thinking as I gathered them up that memory works mysteriously, and the way we recall our lives is in no particular order. Our brains are like a random generator of fortune cookie fortunes, when you think about it. One moment you can be thinking about that kid in school who smelled like braunschweiger and the next about the time you saw Bill Cosby wearing a Temple University sweatsuit at the airport. Our hard drive is on the fritz, it would seem, though it does make life more interesting. It could be that this is what gives us the ability to create metaphors, the ability to associate unlike things. That’s right: it’s a feature, not a bug.
One thing I’ve come to realize in writing these pieces is that a person’s life is made up of thousands of vignettes — memories — and that plot isn’t really the thing. True, life is linear, but the living of it is all over the map. Best-laid plans get dashed, unexpected love pops up any old time, and the past is always informing what we’re up to today. Nobody is writing the story of our lives, in other words. It’s a crapshoot.
I’m putting the final touches on the manuscript now, so keep your eyes peeled for the release date here. In No Particular Order will set you back a mere 99 cents on Amazon. Next week I’ll show you the nifty cover I’ve designed.