I found that Life Writing turned me into something of a windbag. Did anyone else feel like this?
Not only was I scuttling off to write down any exciting anecdotes people told me, but also it seemed to open up a wealth of interesting little tales and quirky events from my past, which I just had to share with someone. Immediately.
Every time I opened my mouth to talk, years of ‘back story’ and ‘scene setting’ tumbled out before I got to the actual point. And I thought it was fascinating. All of it!
Poor buggers who had to listen!