I just finished reading a delightful book which I hope you get to pick up. It’s called Funny Face: A Memoir by Peggi Davis (Archway Publishing) . Peggi puts it all out there on the page and her memoir makes for a really great read. She’s seventy, has had work done, and believes she was good before, but knows she’s great now. That is fabulous!
Peggi’s narrative takes us on the journey of resetting and reinventing her life. She looks back over the years somewhat with hesitancy, at all times humor and total hope. I was hooked at page one as she shares about going to Radio City Music Hall. I have fond memories of going to Radio City Music Hall as a little girl around the Christmas holidays. For Peggi, it was the first time she saw Audrey Hepburn up on the screen and fell in love with her “funny face.”
Memories fade, people pass through our lives and objects are reminders of Peggi’s experiences in her stories and essays. She shares the shock of moving from New York City to Texas with her family. I could totally relate. When I finished college in NYC, my first TV reporting job was in Tyler, Texas. Shocking experience doesn’t even begin to describe what that was like. Texas is where she first experiences, and is horrified by, racism and learning things are not always as they seem.
I found reading Funny Face was as if I was sitting down having a chick-chat with a girlfriend over a nice glass of wine. She loves writing alliterations. I imagine that comes from her background in advertising. I do the same thing and chock it up to years working in the television industry.
Covid-19 affects her perspective on life. She finds peace, patience, positivity during a world pandemic and ultimately, her voice. With age comes forgiveness and acceptance along with a self-awareness, she never knew.
You have to love Peggi’s phrase, “think pink and you’ll never be blue.” My new mantra. Thank you, Peggi.
Thanks to Peggi Davis for the book in exchange for an honest review. Peggy has a copy of her book and some swag for a lucky reader!
11 comments:
The title of my memoir just might be All Booked Up!
Nancy
allibrary (at) aol (dot) com
the title of my memoir would be Running around like a chicken with its head cut off
suzie_rao@yahoo.com
Reading for survival.
My memoir would be called:
Reading between the Lines
And So It Goes
And So It Goes
Little Girl Lost
A Girl And Her Books
I WAS HERE
I've been thinking and with all the crap that's gone on in my life I think my memoir would be too depressing for anyone to read, so probably not a good idea to write a memoir.
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