Sometimes to write a good book you need to strip down and get naked. Emotionally that is.
I talked about my parenting struggles in Generation NeXt Parenting.
I talked about having an abortion, being abused, and tons of other junk in My Life, Unscripted (for teen girls).
I talked about lots more struggles, including an emotional affair, in Generation NeXt Marriage.
And because that wasn’t enough, I talked about struggle, struggle, happy thoughts, struggle, struggle, happy thoughts in Blue Like Play Dough. (Only this last one was a memoir.)
There are many non-fiction books out there that are just informational. Personally, I don’t think they are going to fly with the younger generations for long at all. These readers are the reality TV people who process the world through seeing other people interact with it. I think memoirs are going to continue to become more popular because we don’t want someone to say, “I sometimes doubted I was a good mom,” readers want to *see* scenes with these struggles and scenes with how to find help and hope. Transparency is going to be the new thing. Is the new thing.
There is a TON of me and my nakedness in my novels, but I feel safer there, because it’s a character … not me. Of course those who know me really well know it IS me.
My novels have covered:
abandonment by a lover
finding a father
seeing a father’s approval
never feeling like you’ll live up to your mother’s demands
losing your dream