Archive | September 2012

Connections Through Writing

Social Media is part of our lives, some more than others. I have been on Facebook for several years now, and every once in awhile someone from my past pops up and we connect. Usually it is just through a post or two, but this morning I had a message from a sister-in-law I have not spoken to in over 30 years. A divorce separated the family back then, and we lost touch. I got her message this morning, “I don’t do Facebook much, but I would like to visit with you.” She left her phone number, and, curious, I called her. Imagine my surprise and pleasure when I discovered that she, too, is a writer! She writes poetry and is combing her photography skills with her poetry, creating word pictures to go with the images from her camera. She promised to send me some, and, with her permission, I will share them here. She had seen some of my posts on Facebook about the Center for Writing Excellence and thought we should talk as she wants to expand her poetry/photography business.

It is amazing how small our world is, when you think about it, and even more amazing how 30 years can disappear in a few minutes on the phone! Every day I discover new friends and re-discover old friends through the Internet, and am always grateful when I find that we have more in common than I ever knew. Our conversation led to a promise to get together soon and catch up – after all, we have 30+ years of thoughts, writing, grandchildren and great grandchildren to share.

After speaking to my sister-in-law, I posted an essay here, one that I wrote two years ago after the birth of my grandson, because talking with her reminded me of the story of my becoming a grandmother when I was not paying attention. Slow Motion Moments is an essay about time flying by while standing still at the same time.



Writing Archives

I have been digging through my archives, finding some stories I wrote awhile ago, and resurrecting them. I found an article my dad asked me to write about his mother – she sent her six sons off to serve our country in World War II and the Korean War. There are only two of those sons left now, my dad went to join my mom in the spring of this year. Mom passed in 2004. It was good to read the article again, and I posted it here for you. It is called Six Sons in Service. The article was originally published in the Unita County Herald, the newspaper in my dad’s home town.

I also ran across a Western story I had written for a contest. It did not win anything, but it was fun to write. You might enjoy the Duplicate Saloon, if you like the rootin’ tootin’ bad guy looses and good guy wins kind of story. There are two personal essays in the collection on these pages so far. My First Date is all about my dad and Sir Randall… is a story about a tuxedo cat who graced us with his presence for several years. I am working on another story now, it will be fiction, but based on a true story my dad told me about a ring. Once I finish it, I will get it posted up here.

In the meantime, feel free to read my stories, articles and essays. Leave your comments and feedback. A writer always likes to know how her work is received. Thanks!