Selective editing



Kitty here demonstrates his editorial
 prerogative: bad dog, nice mice.

 After writing the previous post about the new snow, I decided take a quick look back at my 2010 posts, and apart from enjoying reading about last winter, I was struck by something in my August and early September posts.

Actually, I was struck by nothing in my August and September posts - reading them, you wouldn't know what had really been going on in my life then, because there was nothing about any of it. 

Such is the power of the editor and the writer to re-shape life, at least on the page!  If only I could control my memories to the same extent!  Change your memories, and you chance your life and along with it, yourself.  If you think about it, it is true.  Our experiences, along with what we are born with, make us who we are.  If we control which ones we remember, and therefore, which ones affect us, we control to a significant extent who we are. 

At any rate, I, at least, know what lies between the lines in my blog, and have other, safer, places to keep those memories.