A My Private Coney project Flash non-fiction, brief moments and old memories of a city and mother's emotional and physical real estate disappearing at the speed of heartbreak.
Sunday, January 10, 2016
Sunday Memories: Cornering Joy
The famous actress's memoir had people in it I had gone to school with. It had stories of success. It had big names that were her best friends. Even the lowest moments of uncertainty and failure were more fun and successful than anything I could remember.
But that wasn't what annoyed me. But what annoyed me proved elusive.
MY PRIVATE CONEY presents IT WAS HER NEW YORK, the short stories that accompany the work-in-progress video and photo collection of the same name (myprivateconey.com - media link - IT WAS HER NEW YORK). The stories and the media explore the tender rubble that holds both my mother, Florence's and New York's soul as one disappears into old age and the other into gentrification. All are real observations and/or experiences with very little tall-tale telling.
Except when it makes the story better.
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