Let’s start small. Who am I? Life is summary. The writing books tell us to show, not tell. But where does showing begin? When does telling become showing? It is a question of what we leave out, how much we leave out. Even the most detailed scene is summary. Even Proust is summarizing.
So let me summarize my life. Which is to say: let me leave out huge parts of who I have been for the last 83 years so that you can pretend to know me. And for my part I’ll pretend to know myself well enough to know what I should include and omit. Let’s start there.