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your handful of pieces, ready to hand off

About 25 minutes

Your Handful of Pieces, Ready to Hand Off (Module: Handing It Over)

okay so. last lesson was the fear the story lands flat, and doing it anyway, and this is kind of the payoff lesson. this is where you actually gather up what you've got and get it into somebody else's hands.

here's the thing. you do not need a finished book to hand something off. you need a handful of pieces. that's it. that's genuinely the bar.

what "ready to hand off" actually means

it does not mean bound. it does not mean edited within an inch of its life. it does not mean every gap is filled in.

it means:

  • the pieces exist somewhere other than your head
  • they're in a format a person can actually open
  • there's at least one photo attached if you have one
  • somebody besides you knows it exists

that's the whole list. four things.

i want to tell you about a letter i found, a photocopy of a photocopy really, so blurry in places i had to guess at a word or two. an ancestor of mine was apologizing for not writing sooner. then she wrote four sentences. told her sister the weather had turned, said the baby was doing well, said she missed home. signed off.

four sentences. that's the whole letter. and i think about it all the time, because it did exactly what it needed to do. somebody a hundred-plus years later is sitting here reading it and feeling like she knows this woman a tiny bit. four sentences did that. i tell my students this constantly because people get it into their heads that family history has to be a project with a capital P, and it doesn't. it has to exist. that's the job.

so if you've got four sentences about your grandpa's truck, or the thing your aunt always says at thanksgiving, or the one memory your cousin texted you — that's a piece. it's ready. stop polishing it and hand it over.

the actual steps

1. gather what you've written into one folder. doesn't matter if it's a folder on your phone, a google doc, a manila folder in a drawer. one place. i've said this before and i'll keep saying it: plain documents are fine. you don't need special software.

2. label each piece with who it's about and roughly when. just a line at the top. "grandpa hansen, his truck, probably 1970s." future-you and everyone-else will thank you. this is the one place i'll nag you about being more careful than i actually am, because my sourcing is bad and i know it.

3. print or export at least one copy. phones die. accounts get locked. hard drives up here at this elevation don't behave any better than anywhere else, dry air's not the problem, entropy is. get one physical or exported copy that isn't only living in an app.

4. attach a photo if you have one, even a bad one. we talked about this last lesson. a blurry photo next to four good sentences is worth more than either alone.

5. pick one person and actually send it. text it, email it, print it and put it in their hand at sunday dinner. don't wait for the "right moment" with a bow on it. the right moment is tuesday.

a caution, genuinely

if you're sharing photos of living people, especially kids, or writing about someone who's still around and might have feelings about how you told it, just ask first, or at least give them a heads up before it goes wide. a family group chat is not private the way you think it is. i've seen a story get forwarded four times before the person it was about ever saw it themselves. that's not a disaster, but it's avoidable, and it's just kinder to give people a first look.

my opinion, stated plainly

you don't need it to be accurate to be worth handing off. if you've got the half-remembered version, the "the way we tell it is—" version, send that. don't sit on it waiting to verify a date with a record that may not even exist. a wrong-but-loved story in somebody's hands beats a correct one still sitting on your laptop.

one more thing

somebody in this class, i won't say who, told me at the start they had "basically nothing" to write about their family. that person now has six pieces in a folder. six. none of them are long. all of them are getting handed to somebody this month, because i'm making everyone commit to a name and a date, right now, out loud, before we leave tonight.

before next time

pick one piece you've already written, even a rough one, and actually send it to one person by name. not "someday." this week.