There’s a woman I know who had an idea for a book. She entered a competition for ‘Women of Substance’ with this idea, and only this idea. She won and got a book deal.
The book was written by both the publishers and her with the publishers doing an inordinate amount of research. She wrote about what she knew best and what she thought about the most, herself. The book sold quite a lot and she is still living off of its popularity.
At the heart of the book was the heart of her success. Her prose were not so special. Neither was the story of her life (which bookended the real tale). The thing at the heart of it all was the revelation that her great grandmother was a woman who was found guilty, with her male friend, of the murder of her abusive husband. They were both sent to the gallows together and were the last couple to do so before capital punishment was repealed.
With this in mind, I set off to find my own past. Surely, between me and my wife, we could find a murderer, sodomite, or just an everyday lunatic who was locked up in a house for the insane and met every night with lupine howls.
I started the search and was confronted by how little our parents had told us. My wife has circumstances that make it doubly difficult to delineate a family tree. Having known next to nothing about my mum and dad’s families, even the discovery of maiden names of great grandmothers or the name of my father’s absent dad brought up a lump of sadness that was unexpected.
My continued search will be for the sake of discovery and to tell the story of ordinary histories.
Delving into family history- I almost guarantee you find truth is stranger than fiction. The banal can become mind-boggling at what is ‘acceptable’ then and now. Happy prying!
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Many thanks, sir.
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Perhaps your inherited werewolfery come from an undocumented ancestor.
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Or just some creature that relieved itself on the family tree.
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😀
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Happy hunting! It’s fun tracing back through the years and finding out who one’s ancestors were.
My own family tree is known, but rather dull. No murdered or werewolves, just adulterers and alcoholics.
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I have a feeling that ours will be the same.
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