Memoirs of an Ordinary Girl: The Middle-ish Ages
By Terree Klaes
Prologue (or Disclaimer)
If you don’t expect too much, you won’t be disappointed. This isn’t a “self-help” book to boost your friend and/or money making abilities. I’m not a famous star revealing shocking secrets about other celebrities. In fact, I don’t think I have ever known anybody famous. I wish I could say that you should read this book because it will turn your world upside down, but it probably won’t. All I can tell you honestly is that I hope to entertain you.
Wait! Don’t put the book down yet. Admittedly, I am just an ordinary girl, with an extraordinarily ordinary life. I could be the girl next door. It’s just that I decided to put it all on paper. The people I have known are what have made my life interesting. These and the everyday, or not so everyday experiences I have had all make me what I am today. And if these characters and experiences entertain or induce nostalgic feelings for others, then I am glad to play the bard… I mean part.
My name is Drew Hotchner. Allow me to date myself here. I was born in the year of the original Star Wars. This is not the one where little Anakin races pods, but where he was already Darth Vader, building death stars and wreaking havoc on a galaxy far, far away. What? You don’t keep time and history by Star Wars? Okay. I will try to refrain from further allusions to one of the greatest masterpieces of all time, though you would notice that they surround you in your everyday life already, if you just took the time to watch the entire saga, with its amalgam of wonderful characters (sans Jar Jar Binks, and Ewoks for some).
For those of you who may be too young to understand my prior telling of my age, all you need to know is that I had one adolescent foot in the ‘80s (big hair, big make-up, big portable stereos, then called “boom boxes”), and then jumped into full adolescence during the big ‘90s grunge invasion. Some of you may be thinking, “Whoa! This woman is like really old!” If you still don’t know what any of this means, google it.
I’ve always heard that it’s best to write about what you know or what you have done, so I figured I could write about what I know I have done. I have changed names and combined characters in order to protect the identities of my cohorts by jamming them into as few people as possible. For these events to have happened to only this limited number of characters would seem, at times, impossible, though I vow that I was at least in some way involved (except for the really bad stuff, Mom).
In the Beginning…
Some people say you can never go back. I can’t imagine why anybody would want to anyway. Still, there are ties in our lives that will bind us forever to our pasts, and I just knew I could never completely sever mine.
I was twelve when I moved to that dreadful little town. Out of all the places we could have moved to, my parents chose an obscure town tucked in the foothills of Virginia. It wasn’t really a bad town. It just wasn’t me. I had dreamt of a city to live in, or at least a suburb where I could peddle my bike up and down the road and go for walks around the neighborhood with my friends, up and down the sidewalk. What did I get? A house five miles outside of a town that seemed no bigger to me than a small village as seen only on TV… you know, the weird freaky towns on the Syfy network. I was born and raised in California, only to experience the biggest culture shock of my entire existence.
We got rid of my bike. There would be no smooth surfaces for riding where we moved. And forget sidewalks. When the roads weren’t even paved, what was the use of a sidewalk? Nothing but gravel and steep hills from that point on. How was I going to cope?
Hold on. Let me back up. You need to understand how this came to be. Therefore, I believe I’ll start prior to the beginning of my sudden new life. Still following?
Copyright Terri Klaes Harper 2011
This excerpt is part of my recently published book. Check it out here!
I wont to read more. I enjoyed the time reference threw star wars. I like the flow. Like I was talking with a friend over coffee. Keep going Terree. Your on a fabulous start.
Thank you so much.
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I’m going to spend the day with my husband, so no time for new material. My cheat is reposting the beginning of my yet-unpublished-because-I’m-terrified book.
Um. Totally loved this!
Thank you! I may be posting more of it in the future.