Once I heard a bestselling author talk about self-censorship. She said that authors often hold back from writing what is true to their story or characters because they believe they know what readers want, what people will buy.
Before a book is even printed, she warned, censorship is in play. I mused about self-censorship a lot when I was writing my memoir. I have a rather limited imagination, so I wrote about myself and my family. I wasn’t as concerned about my book sales as I was about how much of what I had previously kept private could I bear to make public. I made a lot of decisions about what to reveal and what to leave out. Some of those decisions were based on relevance to the story line. It’s the decisions that I made based on cowardice that I would name as self-censorship.