So many stories to tell, from so many different times and places in my life, one has to start somewhere. Not one, in this case—me. I’ll keep them short, because time is short and longer is more daunting. And I hope that those of you whose stories overlap or intersect with mine, whether we know each other or not, will make comments and corrections, share your own stories, and generally enter into conversation with them. (In the interest of preserving some privacy, please use just first names in your comments, or first names and just the initials of last names.)
The home page displays the latest three entries. Clicking on Tell Me Another at the bottom of every story will take you back to a hyperlinked Table of Contents. The Archives section at the bottom of the home page allows you to search all the entries by month or by category. There is also a Search function at the bottom right, and an Email Subscription which will send you each new story by email. For a full-page view, click on an entry’s title; and to return to the home page, click on the blog’s title, Tell Me Another.
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September, 2015: I suppose my vagueness and circumspection in writing the above was a futile attempt at maintaining a little (entirely illusory) privacy. Since Tell Me Another is a personal blog, you’ll learn plenty about me by reading the stories themselves. What else is there but stories? Now that TMA is five years old, I may return to reflect on them from time to time, posting meta-commentary in italics below the original piece as I have here.
About the blog’s title: Tell Me Another is, of course, a nod to storytelling itself. I hope that you will be drawn into the stories enough to want to click on Tell Me Another at the end of each one and read another, and yet another. But the title is also an acknowledgement that no matter how truthful one tries to be, a story is bound to have an element of fiction in it. In composing any story, the storyteller emphasizes some elements and leaves out others altogether, depending on the audience, the message, the occasion, and what takes her fancy at the time. That’s why this genre is called creative non-fiction. So yes, these stories are true—and I hope they ring true for you, dear reader—but of course you know that one can tell the same story in many, many different ways.
About the different kinds of stories: Not having learned much more about the features of WordPress than when I first began, all the stories and the notes are on one “page.” But I could, and might, set up separate pages for various overlapping categories: stories from my childhood and my parents’ childhoods; stories set in particular countries: England, India, Greece, the United States; stories about books and writers; stories with postcolonial and transcultural themes; stories of political and historical interest; pieces on printing and typography, words and etymology; homages and obituaries; reflections; vagairah, vagairah. In the meantime, you can explore these categories from the bottom of the TMA homepage by clicking on “Select Category” and scrolling down. Cheers, JR