đź“– 7 Books in 16 languages đź“š including: How To Change The World A Modest Book About How To Make An Adequate Speech.
"A bag of letters written by my father in West Africa"
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“For many years, I have been wondering how I could turn the bag of letters written by my father, in West Africa between 1942 and 1944, into some kind of story.” That’s what someone told me an email I received last week. I was excited by the coincidence of this particular request coming in November, because every year in November I think about offering a month-long course* on making an heirloom of family stories. A family project of that kind seems like a good thing for people to do in the run-up to Chanukah / Xmas / Wotever. So I replied to the person who sent me the email - the daughter of the man who wrote the letters in West Africa during WW2. I asked her on WhatsApp if she would be happy for me to share some ideas with her semi-publicly, using my podcast. Why? Because I’m sure it could be useful to others who want to work up a story in some way - and not just a family story. ​Find out what happened. (Link to podcast.) - *Course. AKA entertainment, project, or extravaganza - doesn’t matter what you call it. But whatever you call it, it would be based on The Family Project, a book I co-wrote with my wife a few years ago, published jointly by The Guardian and Faber & Faber. ​ 
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John-Paul Flintoff
đź“– 7 Books in 16 languages đź“š including: How To Change The World A Modest Book About How To Make An Adequate Speech.
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