I Remember Nothing, a Nora Ephron Series Introduction

I Remember Nothing, a Nora Ephron Series Introduction

I Remember Nothing, a Nora Ephron Series Introduction

For a very long time now I’ve wanted to do a Nora Ephron series here on the blog. I am diving in and doing it. I’ve procrastinated and planned it in my head for far too long. There’s not much to it though, really. I just need to read one essay/article/column per week and then write about it. So why have I been putting it off? Because it is Nora Ephron, that’s why!

I’ve been treasuring Nora Ephron’s work for years. When I heard of her death back in 2012, I was devastated. She was only 71 years old when she died, way too early. The world is missing out on what could have been. And this makes me sad.

But, we have her work that she left behind and this is why I wanted to start a Nora Ephron series here on this blog. SIDENOTE: I’ve also started a group called The Nora Guild in honor of the legendary author, screenwriter, director, novelist, journalist, and blogger.

The first essay I will share is from the book titled I Remember Nothing and Other Reflections. The back of the book reads like this,

quotesNora Ephron returns with her first book since the astounding success of I Feel Bad About My Neck, taking a hilarious look at the past, the present, and the future, bemoaning the vicissitudes of modern life, and recalling with her signature clarity and wisdom everything she hasn’t (yet) forgotten.

Filled with insights and observations that instantly ring true – and could have come only from Nora Ephron – I Remember Nothing is a pure joy.

I am also hoping I may do a few VLOGS for this series as well. I enjoyed doing VLOGS when I was doing them and this would give me material. So, we shall see.

In the meantime, on with the first essay from I Remember Nothing which is also appropriately titled I Remember Nothing. I suppose it’s a precursor or introductory essay written to let the readers know what to expect from the rest of the book.

Nora Ephron I Remember Nothing Book Blog Series Review

The thing I love about Nora Ephron is that she can take what seems like nothing and make it into something. She does it using regular every day words too. In that I mean that she doesn’t force long winded professor vocabulary upon us. When I read a Nora Ephron piece it’s like she and I are sitting in a coffee shop chatting. I don’t feel like I am reading a manipulated piece of engineered column of words that make no sense; and that no one would actually talk that way if they were face to face with you.

In the first essay, I Remember Nothing, Nora Ephron speaks candidly about all of the big and famous people she met during her stint as a journalist but is honest enough to tell us that she doesn’t really remember much about the people or the interviews.

For example, she tells us about the time she marched on Washington to protest the Vietnam war. The biggest antiwar movement in 1967, thousands and thousands of people were there, and so was she. But don’t ask her what happened that day during the protest because she spent most of the day in a hotel room having sex with a lawyer she was dating at the time.

And this is why I love Nora Ephron. She went to an antiwar protest but was honest enough to tell us she can’t remember anything about it because she felt it more important to be with a man and have sex, to be loved. Although, I’m sure she does remember everything about that day, to include the sex, but I bet she did more than that and remembers it too. She’s written about it somewhere, I’m sure. I’ll find it eventually. Whether it be in a New York Times piece or if she used it somewhere in a Huffington Post blog. It’s there somewhere. Then again, maybe she did save it to take with her to her grave.

She goes on to tell us the insignificant things she can recall from the biggest events she attended and worked. She gives us a list of famous people she met but remembers nothing about them – some of the people on that list are Cary Grant, Dorothy Parker, Jimmy Stewart, and Senator Hubert Humphrey.

After the litany of things she tells us she can’t remember, she easily transitions into the present and future things that she won’t be able to remember. She implies that she is grateful for having lived long enough to see and experience the Google era.

Nora tells us that The Senior Moment has become the Google moment. I’m going to have to remember to use that one.

I have read this essay over and over again. It’s a short one. It may be a simple piece but I still gain and learn something new from it every time. I do hope that you get around to reading it as well.

Please come back next week when I go over the next installment from the book and this one is titled Who Are You?

Thanks for reading,

headlovebunny march 2014 CarolAnnMarks.comWriter. Blogger. Baptizing the ordinary and mundane with my very own vein of levity.

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