Marland Monday: Remembering the GOAT.
The past year I’ve been thinking of the past.
Yes, cliched. But it’s true. This is partly because I’ve been working on a memoir that has flashbacks growing up in the late 70s and 80s. Yes, there are mentions of disco and rap, but also missing children. And death.
I was revising a scene about my grandmother and I watching Guiding Light, one of her “stories.” I was home sick…