I’ve kept journals since I was pretty young. I also asked my friends and a few relatives a lot of questions to verify or confirm certain details. I threw myself backward into my past and dredged up as many uncomfortable and visceral details as possible to make the story read as a lived experience. To help create an authentic voice, I meditated on old memories for hours, listening to music and watching my favorite shows and movies from that time, and really pushed myself to return to being that kid. And of course, some of the more difficult memories are branded into my mind like an insect trapped in amber. I still recall every single Star Wars action figure I did (and didn’t) have, the layout of every apartment I’ve ever lived in, and even a few bits and pieces from growing up in Guam and Okinawa when I was 3-4 years old. I’ve always been lucky to have an incredible memory.
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