The Reason I Judge Writing Contests by Juliana Aragon Fatula

 

Dear Reader,

I have been asked to judge writing contests and I always accept and this year I’m reading three books and judging the three finalists for the chance to be the winner for this year’s award in… I can’t tell you the name of the contest or the genre or the names of the finalists but soon after the ceremony I will announce the winner in my blog. It’s a secret until then. 

my chicana garden poppies 2020

The reason I accept the task of reading books and judging for awards is simple. It makes me a better writer. I read the finalists’ books and determine what made them so good. I learn how to write award winning books. 

Mind you, I don’t write to win awards, or fame, or money. They are nice perks but the reason I write is I’d go crazy if I didn’t tell my stories. I love to perform on stage and I love telling stories to an audience, but I love reading stories even more. I get lost in a good book and all my troubles fall away. 

my chicana aspen grove fall 2016ish

I was reading a book and it was so juicy and tantalizing and my husband asked me a question and I closed the book, gave him the look, and opened the book and continued reading. Don’t disturb me when I’m reading. If I want to have a conversation with you, I’ll close my book and listen to what you have to say, if its important I’ll put my book away, but if you interrupt me for a question like have you seen my car key, glasses, wallet, hammer… Watchale. 

my living room before the remodel of 2021 new kitchen new paint

So I’m reading this book and it’s so good I make a sandwich and continue reading. I read all day and into the night and the next day and the next night it’s midnight and I have to finish the book or I won’t be able to sleep. So I read the book in two days and I’m ready to take on the world. I’ve got the story in my head and I’m evaluating why I couldn’t put it down and stop reading. I read for enjoyment but sometimes I read to learn. When I read for enjoyment, it takes me away from reality and into the story and I escape into the words on the page and my imagination. It keeps me sane.

my bridging borders students in a group hug my favorite photo 2019

I’m not being paid to write reviews or judge writing contests. Maybe someday I will get paid, but that’s not why I do it. I enjoy it and it makes me grow as a writer. I learn from other writers how to be a better writer. I’ve been told by my mentors why bother to write if it’s not going to be a great book. Don’t write a good book. Write a great book. And that is what I strive to do. To write a great story and leave my mark in literary history as a writer who gave my best. 

Santa Cruz, Cali authors Aimee Medina Carr and Juliana Aragon Fatula

So if you see me in a bookstore, library, book bar and I’m reading, give me a nod and keep moving. I’m not really there. It’s an illusion. I’m lost in my book and don’t want to be anywhere else. If I judge a book you’ve written and you win the contest, just know that I chose your book because you are the best and your story is not good, it’s great. 

my favorite photo by investigative journalist/photographer, Tracy Harmon
location Red Canyon in Southern Colorado 

coleus and roses from mi chicana garden 2020

Priceless: The Author-Reader Bond by Barbara Kyle

 

 

Priceless: The Author-Reader Bond 

by
Barbara Kyle 

 

Most
of us vividly recall a book that touched our lives, whether as young adults or
at a crucial moment later in life. The moment makes us feel a special kinship
with the author. It’s a meeting of minds, even of souls. It’s a bond, and a
potent one. (Painting above by Daniel F. Gerhartz.)


Any author will tell you it’s a happy day when a reader gets in touch to say
how much the author’s book has meant to them. Sometimes the message is moving,
like the museum curator in Yarmouth, England who wrote to tell me that The
Queen’s Lady
helped him as he mourned the death of his father. 

 

 

Sometimes the message brings a laugh, like the lady
who cheerfully told me she got The Queen’s Captive from the library
because she remembered having loved a similar book – and then realized, as she
was enjoying The Queen’s Captive, that this was the very book she had
read and loved!

 

 

Here are three readers whose messages about my historical thrillers were
very special.

 

The Colonel

Years ago I was in England researching The Queen’s Lady and spent a day
exploring Hever Castle in Kent. This was the home of the Boleyn family, and
Henry VIII came here to court Anne. That tempestuous affair changed the course
of England’s history. 

 


 
As
I strolled the grounds in a happy haze of imagination, I picked up an acorn.
What a lovely feeling to hold in my hand something living from the so-called
“dead” past. I squirreled the acorn away in my pocket and brought it
home to Canada, and it sat on my desk beside my computer, a sweet reminder of
its place of birth as I wrote The Queen’s Lady. The acorn was still on
my desk when I wrote The King’s Daughter. It had become a touchstone
that spirited me back to the Tudor world. I was very fond of it.

Then my husband and I moved, and in the shuffle the little acorn got lost.

A few months later I got a cheery email from a reader telling me he was on his
way to England for an Anne Boleyn Tour during which he would be visiting Hever
Castle. There would be dinners in the Great Hall where Henry and Anne ate, plus
lectures, plays, and demonstrations – “A once in a lifetime experience,” he
said. I replied to wish him a happy trip and told him about my acorn. He is a
retired air force colonel and lives in Tennessee.

Four weeks later a small package arrived in my mailbox. It was from the
Colonel. Inside was a note: “I looked for an acorn to replace the one you lost
but couldn’t find one. I did get you this.” Nestled under the note was a pine cone.
He had scoured the Hever grounds for it. “It’s from the area where Henry
courted Anne, according to the castle staff,” wrote the Colonel. 


I
was so touched. In the following years the pine cone had pride of place on my desk beside my computer
as I wrote six more books in the “Thornleigh Saga” series. Thank you, Colonel, for what you gave
me. A once in a lifetime experience.



 

The Embroiderer

 

A music educator in Ontario emailed me
with praise about my books and told me she was part of a sewing club of about
three dozen ladies who get together at a shop with the delightful name The
Enchanted Needle. She said they were working on Tudor period sewing techniques,
and she attached images of historic Tudor-era embroidery. Now, I know little
about sewing, but I know beauty when I see it, and these works were stunning.

 

As she waxed lyrical about bygone sewing techniques like “stumpwork”
and “Assisi,” “blackwork” and “bargello,”
“cross-stitching” and “the morphing power of color,” I
could only, in ignorance, try to keep up, but when she said my books inspired
her in this Tudor-era needlework I was moved again by how glorious and various
are the connections between author and reader.

The Boy

That’s what I’ll call him, the gangly kid who showed up at a public
reading I did from The Queen’s Gamble and listened so intensely. He
looked about fourteen, the only person there who was so young. After the
reading I saw him at the edge of the knot of people I was chatting with. The
others all asked lively questions, but he said nothing. He looked like he
wanted to, but he never took a step nearer. When I finished talking to the
people, I noticed the boy was gone.

About a week later I found a package in my mailbox: a slender book and a note.
The writer of the note said he’d been at the reading, and was a high school
student who loved history, and he hoped to one day be a history teacher. My
novels were his favorites, he said. The book he’d enclosed was The Bloody
Tower
by Valerie Wilding, a young adult novel in the form of a Tudor girl’s
diary. It had meant a lot to him, he said, so he wanted to
share it with me. 

 

 

There, now I’ve shared it with you. That’s what the writer-reader bond is. We
share what moves us. And that connection is what makes the writer’s work a joy.

 

___________________________________________________________

 

 

Barbara
Kyle is the author of the bestselling Thornleigh Saga series of
historical thrillers (“Riveting Tudor drama” – USA Today) and of acclaimed
contemporary thrillers. 

 

Over half a million copies of her books have been sold. 

 

 

Her latest book
is The Man from Spirit Creek, a novel of suspense. 


 

 

Barbara has taught
hundreds of writers in her online classes and many have become award-winning authors.  Page-Turner, her popular how-to book for writers, is available in print,
e-book, and audiobook. Visit Barbara at
www.BarbaraKyle.com  

 

 

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Book Clubs with Food, or Food Clubs with Books

by Saralyn Richard

Last week I was the honored guest (by Zoom) at a book club
meeting where my first Detective Parrott Mystery novel was being discussed.
MURDER IN THE ONE PERCENT begins with a birthday party at a weekend retreat in
the beautiful and lush Brandywine Valley, Pennsylvania. A highlight of the
weekend (aside from a murder) is the Saturday night dinner party—an elegant
nine-course menu with wine pairings for every course.

                This
feast, I’m positive, is fit for royalty, or at least the Granthams in Downton
Abbey
, and certainly America’s one percent. To give you a peek, here are a
few of the menu items:  rack of lamb,
bouillabaisse, halibut cheeks, and chocolate torte with ganache.

                I offer
subscribers to my newsletter these and other menu items with photos and recipes
in a booklet entitled, Epicurean Feasts. Luckily, one of the foodies in
the aforementioned book club subscribed, fell in love with the menu, and asked
me if I would “attend” their book club meeting. Of course, I said yes, and I
looked forward to sharing the evening with this spirited group.

                What I
didn’t realize at the time was how much these readers would immerse themselves
in the book. The night of the meeting, I arrived through the link, and what I
found was astounding. Everyone was dressed up as a particular character in the
novel, which had been assigned to them in Secret Santa fashion. There were
props throughout the house that matched items in the book. The replication of
the meal from the party was particularly elegant, and I got to enjoy it sans
calories!






                The
discussion of the book was no less exciting. These readers had gobbled up the
story with the same gusto as they’d gobbled the food. They were full of
detailed insights and questions and comments that delighted me no end.

                This
was not the first time a book club had replicated the MURDER IN THE ONE PERCENT
menu or dressed up as the characters, but each time this happens, I marvel at
how delightful it is to witness one’s story in real life. In educational terms,
what the readers had done was synthesize the story, using one of the highest levels
of thinking.

                I
consider this the highest level of compliment for an author, and absolutely the
most fun! As always, connecting with readers is the best part about being a
writer.

                If
you’d like to subscribe to my monthly newsletter, check out my website, http://saralynrichard.com , click on
subscribe, and I’ll send you a copy of Epicurean Feasts. The newsletter
is full of fun opportunities and special offers, and the menu is simply to die
for!

 


Award-winning author, Saralyn
Richard was born with a pen in her hand and ink in her veins. A former
educator, she loves connecting with readers. Her humor- and romance-tinged
mysteries and children’s book pull back the curtain on people in settings as
diverse as elite country manor houses and disadvantaged urban high schools.


Visit Saralyn at 
http://saralynrichard.com, on her Amazon page at https://www.amazon.com/Saralyn-Richar…, or on Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/Palmcirclepress

Ted Lasso’s Message

by Paula Gail
Benson

 

I don’t remember
what finally enticed me to watch the first season of Ted Lasso (a sitcom
created for Apple TV+). The premise of an American college football coach with
no soccer experience hired to manage a premiere professional British football
(aka soccer) team seemed intriguing. Hearing about Jason Sudeikis’ Golden Globe
winning performance in the title role piqued my curiosity. Maybe the deciding
factor came from reading about how good natured, optimistic, and hopeful the program
was. I had been looking for a “feel good” series to binge, and Ted Lasso,
with 10 half hour episodes, seemed worthy.

 

What I discovered
in watching it, much like the character of reporter Trent Crim who shadows Ted
for a day learns, is that there is more to Ted than a joke. Ted may not know
the sport, but he is a very capable coach, not only for the team, but for everyone
he encounters.

 

The twist upon
which the show develops is that Ted has been hired to fail. The new owner,
Rebecca Welton, acquired the team in her divorce settlement. She knows it’s the
only thing her ex-husband really cares about and she systematically plans to
destroy it. She doesn’t care who she has to hurt in the process, as long as she
can cause her ex pain.

 

Does Ted know or
suspect he’s a pawn in a bigger scheme? That’s a good question, particularly
after watching the episodes several times. There’s a lot of subtext and
characters are not what they initially seem. Or, maybe they grow, under Ted’s
good-natured influence.

 

Because Ted really
is Pollyanna. He finds something meaningful and worthwhile in every situation
he encounters, even those most devastating for himself. He’s both wide-eyed and
wise at the same time.

 

He has a quiet
exuberance that’s contagious. He wins people over even when they are determined
to dismiss him. That’s difficult to achieve and to make convincing for jaded
readers. Part of how it’s accomplished is that Ted doesn’t have a completely
charmed life. He comes to Britain to give himself and his family a new start,
but it doesn’t work out as he hopes it might. He has to deal with personal
disappointment while trying to accomplish the impossible (reinvigorating the
team) and having his boss actively plotting against him.

 

As a writer, what
I found most delightful about Ted Lasso is that almost every character,
no matter how briefly introduced, has a story arc. Each person grows, learns,
changes, becomes more or less assertive, and happily reaches his or her place
in the overall structure. Even those walk-ons have their moments. Just like
what Ted tries to provide for his players.

 

One other interesting
aspect is how much a “family” operation Ted Lasso seems to be. Jason
Sudeikis and Brendan Hunt, who plays the assistant coach, helped develop the
show. Brett Goldstein, who takes on the role of grumpy, aging team captain Roy
Kent, is the chief writer and Phoebe Walsh, who appears as the assistant coach’s
love interest, is also on the writing staff. Character names are drawn from
show insiders (Roy’s niece is Phoebe and Keeley Jones, a character portrayed by
Juno Temple, has the first name of Keeley Hazell, who has the minor part of Bex
and dates Sudeikis). Higgins, the beleaguered and unwilling henchman for the new owner, is transformed by music. The actor playing the part, Jeremy Swift, is also a musician and composer. 

 

Best of all, being
good and kind wins out, not in a cloying or sentimental way, but even when the
opposite path would be perfectly plausible. Respect for others, despite their
differences, becomes the theme. Seeing that it can be accomplished without losing
self-confidence or dignity makes for a truly winning first season. I anxiously
anticipate seasons two and three!

WANTED: 3 BR, 2 BATHS, LOTS OF STORY INSPIRATION

By Shari Randall 

 

When she beta-read my last book, a friend told me that I seemed more interested in describing houses and settings than I was in describing people. At first I was taken aback, but after reflection, I saw her point.

 

I adore all those tv shows about houses – buying houses, selling houses, decorating houses, rehabbing houses, even haunted houses. With my husband’s military career, we’ve bought and sold plenty of houses. I love a good house tour or decorator showcase. Even dollhouses fascinate me. When I was a little girl, my favorite toy was my Barbie Dream House. Although my kids flew the nest years ago, I still have custody of their dollhouses and, sorry kids, I don’t think you’re getting them back.

 

Why do houses intrigue me so? Perhaps a psychologist could explain. Maybe the dollhouse my dad built for me and my sisters, a replica of our own red Cape Cod home, set me on this path.

 

Perhaps homes reflect the people in them and the writer in me has stumbled upon a different form of characterization? What can I say, houses inspire me.

 

With COVID, I haven’t been able to travel to scout potential story locations and buildings as much as I’d like. Lucky for me that my corner of Connecticut is full of intriguing places, places that fire my imagination and will make great settings for my books.

 

One of my characters likes to “collect castles” and so do I. Gillette’s Castle, set on a hill called the Seventh Sister overlooking the Connecticut River, is one of my favorite places to visit. Designed by William Gillette, an actor famous for his portrayal of Sherlock Holmes, the castle’s décor, construction, and grounds reflect the eccentric brilliance of its owner. This place inspired another pocket-sized castle in the second, as-yet-untitled book in my Ice Cream Shop Mystery series.

 

Here’s a charmer that is slated to be the childhood home of the main character in Ice Cream Shop Mystery #1, The Rocky Road to Ruin

 

This mini-castle is tucked into a neighborhood a block from the ocean. Not your typical beach house, is it? I can only imagine the character who built this place. I feel a story coming on!

 

Writers: People or places – which do you find easier to describe? Readers: Are you as crazy about real estate as I am?

Shari Randall is the author of the Lobster Shack Mystery series from St. Martin’s Press. The first in series, CURSES, BOILED AGAIN, won an Agatha Award for Best First Novel. The first in her new Ice Cream Shop Mystery series (written as Meri Allen), THE ROCKY ROAD TO RUIN, will be published on July 27, 2021.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Do Contests Matter?

Should the winner medal from the Killer Nashville Claymore
Award contest go on the cover of The Body in the Beaver Pond? That was one of the many
questions my cover artist and I discussed as I prepared for the release of the
novel. 

Cathy Perkins wins Killer Nashville award

As Dar and I chatted, I wondered, do writing contest even
matter?

Authors know how competitive the contests are, but do
readers care? Let me know what you think in the comments.

Of course, there are the other reasons authors (or their
publicists) enter. Little secret – we’re incredibly insecure! Think about it.
We’re putting ourselves “out there” for the world to critique. We’re sharing pieces
of the deepest parts of us. And we worry all the time that maybe our books are
actually terrible and any previous “success” was a fluke. Maybe a contest offers
a tiny bit of affirmation, that says, Yeah. This is good.

Then again, that may be more than most readers need or want
to know.

While I’ve had a great time writing this novel and look
forward to the release, I decided to add a layer to my usual low key launch
plans. I decided to make the release about all of you.

Nearly everyone knows
friends or family who’ve lost loved ones, jobs, nearly lost their home, and faced
a host of other challenges this year.

The Body in the Beaver Pond touches on many of these
challenges, offering a tangible (if somewhat snarky) perspective from Keri, as
she struggles to adjust after loosing her marriage, home and job. (And for an extra writing challenge – the book is funny!)

Now that I have a funny main character I hope people
relate to, I need a place to make all this happen. (Imaginary) Liberty Falls
is drawn from a number of small towns in Washington state’s Cascade Mountains.
Lingering economic inequities, the pandemic, life throwing curve balls – all this hurt many
people, especially in these smaller, rural areas where social services are few
and far between. As a result, I’m donating the royalties from presales (and the
first few months of sales) from The Body in the Beaver Pond to HopeSource, a
multi-purpose agency, which serves Kittitas County (the first county you
discover when you venture over Snoqualmie Pass from Seattle.)

I’d appreciate your help in getting the word out about both
the book and the donation. 

Get your presale copy and help me help our friends and neighbors – https://books2read.com/BodyintheBeaverPond

 

An award-winning author of financial mysteries, Cathy Perkins writes twisting dark suspense and light amateur sleuth stories.  When not writing, she battles with the beavers over the pond height or heads out on another travel adventure. She lives in Washington with her husband, children, several dogs and the resident deer herd.  Visit her at http://cperkinswrites.com or on Facebook 

Sign up for her new release announcement newsletter in either place.

She’s hard at work on Peril in the Pony Ring, the sequel to The Body in the Beaver Pond, releasing May 2021!) which was recently presented with the Killer Nashville’s Claymore Award. 

Audio Books

 by Bethany Maines

On my first book, Bulletproof Mascara, the
novel was also spun off into an audio book and (guilty admission) I have never
listened to it. Or rather, I got ten minutes in, freaked out, turned it off and
never went back.  It wasn’t that it was bad. It was more that the voices
in my head had become external, but they weren’t actually my voices.  The process of publishing is, in many ways, about
taking something deeply personal and turning it over into the public domain. And
at the time, I had barely come to terms with my friends, family, and complete
strangers having opinions on my characters. Having the auditory sensation of
hearing them in different voices was completely disconcerting.

However, it’s been a minute since then (I love how that phrase implies
that it really was a short amount of time) and I’m a little more resigned to
the process of sharing my fake people with the world. So I recently took a deep
breath and dipped a toe back into the audio waters.  This time the process
was much better.  Not only did I get to select my voice actor, but I could
add my two-cents on her interpretation. I’m completely in love with this new
version of my novel The Second
Shot
. It’s been so fun to hear the book with her voice. It has also been illuminating to realize when I’ve written something that looks so good on the page, but turns out to be difficult to read out loud.  

The Second Shot is
book one of the Deveraux Legacy series and I can’t wait for my voice actress to
tackle book 2, The Cinderella Secret,
and 3, The Hardest Hit (due out
10.18.21).  Currently the book is under going the Quality Assurance check with Audible and once approved it will hit the virtual store shelves.

Listen to an audio sample and learn more here:
https://bethanymaines.com/the-deveraux-legacy/

Or purchase the print edition here (¢.99!): books2read.com/The-Second-Shot

A drunken mistake in college
cost US Marshal Maxwell Ames the affection of Dominique Deveraux and six years
later, he’s determined to fix the slip-up. But there’s just one tiny
problem—someone wants the Deveraux family dead. 
Dominique Deveraux
never expected Max to reappear in her life, let alone apologize, but as
Dominique investigates the mysterious attacks on her wealthy family Max quickly
becomes far more than her one time college classmate. Now, Max and Dominique
must dodge mercenaries and bullets as they try to make sure that they’re the
only ones who get a second shot.


**

Bethany Maines is the award-winning author of the Carrie Mae Mysteries, San Juan Islands Mysteries, Shark Santoyo Crime Series, and numerous
short stories. When she’s not traveling to exotic lands, or kicking some
serious butt with her black belt in karate, she can be found chasing her
daughter or glued to the computer working on her next novel.
You can also catch up with her on Twitter, FacebookInstagram, and BookBub.

Gay Yellen: Spotlight on Pamela Fagan Hutchins

I’m thrilled to welcome Pamela Fagan Hutchins,USA Today bestseller, repeat top 100 Kindle author, repeat top 25 Kindle bestseller, and winner of the 2017 Silver Falchion Best Mystery. She knows a thing or two about writing books that readers love, and how to market them (more about that in her bio). Today, she’s sharing her writing journey, which includes over half a dozen multi-book series, a children’s book, and nonfiction to boot.

My Mother is Always Right

Pamela and friend.
When I first started writing romantic mysteries, I was influenced by the reading tastes of my mother and my grandmothers. I’d call those early ones PG-13 rated, with substitutes for cursing, and closed bedroom doors, and my mom circling any offenses I missed in the draft versions.


Then I got an itch to be edgier. Like when I was the good girl in high school. Like when I did some modeling and was pigeon-holed as the “girl next door” instead of the rocker chick I wanted to be.

I wrote some R-rated books. I tossed around F-bombs and threw open bedroom doors. I put disclaimers in the descriptions. “Foul-mouthed and earthy.” “Sexy and broken.” And, they didn’t do as well as my earlier books had. In fact, I literally got an email from a reader (who had ignored my disclaimers) that read, “Shame on you, Pamela. That language!”
Mom & Dad at the Prom

Oops.

It turned out I had established a core group of readers from my first book, and that core appreciated the safety of the worlds I created. Fine—I understood that. But where did it leave me?

I throttled back and started writing a less-edgy book. Halfway through, my dad was diagnosed with cancer and given 3 months to live. I was devastated. As a writer, I pour my feelings out on the page every day. So, I put the novel I writing down and started a new one. One for my dad, featuring him and the rest of our family as protagonists during a happy part of his life.

First, though, I explained to him that he was totally protagonist material, and I verified the type of book he would like to read and wouldn’t mind starring in.
“Hopeful,” he said.
“Got it.” I typed notes as he spoke.
“No serial killers or pedophiles glorified on the page.”
“Check.”
“I want wilderness and adventure and mystery and suspense, but no protagonists who are unlikable. “Flaws, yes. but a good person.”
“Got it.” I smiled.
Mom & Dad in Wyoming

We continued like this. None of it was surprising. Then I wrote as if my life depended on it. Or as if his did. It became an allegory for life continuation (with love and help of family). The series—Patrick Flint— and book—SWITCHBACK—were intended to be a one-off, never published. A family-friendly action-adventure, suspense-thriller, 1970’s Wyoming family drama mystery. Yeah, all of that.


It was published. With some lucky breaks, it sold, well, a lot of copies.
It didn’t  hurt that I took over all my own advertising and went for broke on investing in promotion.

And what people loved about the books? The things my dad had requested. The things I’d originally done with books “for my mom.”

I just published my 5th Patrick Flint novel.


And my dad just celebrated 24 months since he was given 3 months to live.
Don’t you love it when your parents are right?
Pamela Fagan Hutchins resides in the frozen north of Snowheresville, Wyoming, where she runs an off-the-grid lodge with her husband on the face of the Bighorn Mountains. She has a passion for winter sports, long hikes, and trail rides with their giant horses and pack of rescue dogs. She also leaps medium-tall buildings in a single bound (if she gets a good running-start). A big fan of what she calls, smart authorpreneurship, Pamela teaches writers the ins and outs of marketing in her virtual retreats. Next up: Advertising and Promotion Success, April 27-29, 2021.

Gay Yellen is a former magazine and book editor. Besides her monthly Stiletto Gang posts, she writes the award-winning Samantha Newman Mystery Series: The Body Business and The Body Next DoorBook #3 is slated for release in 2021.

I’m Married to a Planner

 

Not a wedding planner or an event planner. I’m married to a
second-of-every-day planner. A month before hunting season, my husband is
compiling his gear. Our bedroom turns into a sea of orange as I roll my eyes.
When we’re in the car going from point A to B, my spouse will tell you
precisely what time we’ll arrive.

As someone who spent a lot of time on the road before he
retired, he had a lot of time to think and to play games with himself. He would
call and tell me, “I’ll be home at 7:57.” 
Not 7:30 or 8 p.m., but to the exact minute. And, ladies and gentlemen, he
usually walked in at the stated moment.

Being married to a life planner has its ups and downs. For
instance, just because he’s a planner doesn’t mean I am. I like a little
spontaneity in the seconds of my day. In fact, being a writer, my muse often
demands it. Flexibility is the name of the game with this girl.  My poor calendar bears the brunt and the inked out scratches of my constantly changing schedule.

What brought about this blog? A phone call I had with my
girlfriend today. She said she and her husband are coming to New Mexico at
Christmas and suggested we might want to meet in Taos for lunch or dinner if it’s convenient. I said that sounds like so much fun, and I’d talk it over
with the dear husband.

But now two hours after I told him, he’s come up with the    route we will take to get from Las
Cruces to Taos, and how long it would take us to get there. I’d literally forgotten
about the conversation until he brought it up. “Les,” I said, “It’s March. We
don’t have to plan this trip until September or October at the earliest.” He stared at me aghast. “By failing
to plan, you are preparing to fail.” 

Thank you Benjamin Franklin. 

The truth is my husband keeps me on target, while ideally, I remind him to take deep breaths and smell the roses. 

Planning’s a good thing, no doubt about it. But so is spontaneity. I often share traits like these in my writing. So interesting to see what makes our characters tick.

Do you have a planner in your life?

                        

Bidding Farewell to a Dear Friend by Debra H. Goldstein

Bidding Farewell to a Dear
Friend by Debra H. Goldstein

This year, I said good-bye to my personal library. Our
aging physical infirmities and our old house no longer matched. Our new house,
which we can’t believe we built during the pandemic, is perfect for us.
Although there is a guest bedroom and bath upstairs, everything we need is on
the main level.

 

I have a garden room office that lets me have natural light
and look at trees when the writing isn’t going well. My husband, on the other
side of the house, has a man cave that features a television covering an entire
wall. We meet in the middle to eat but have an unspoken rule that those two
rooms are our private sanctuaries – off limits to each other.

 

When we were building this house, I knew from the floor
plans that it lacked the space for me to move my entire library. My library,
which was arranged alphabetically by author, contained sections for biography,
mystery, general literature, children’s, young adult, theater, Judaica and
other religious studies, how-to-books, law books, writing reference books, crime
reference books, cookbooks, and my TBR bookshelf (which usually spread to my
dresser). There were thousands of books. I identified my library as being a
part of me.

 

Giving away my library was akin to giving away one of my
children. I have good memories of when my daughter was 6 and had to count
something for school that would be at least 100. I gave her a pad and pencil
and told her to count books. When I suddenly realized she’d been quiet for too
long, I found her nearing 2000. We decided she could stop counting. My memories
include loaning books to people that introduced them to new authors or answered
questions they posed to me. There were also special

ones that commemorated
events – like the Dr. Seuss one everyone gets for graduation or books that contained
the first published poems of my children.

 

Without flinching, I parted with my dining room furniture
which we’d purchased as a wedding present to ourselves, bedrooms sets, dishes,
pots and pans, and various other pieces of furniture, but the books remained.
It was easy to offer my children any books they wanted to take and to let a
dear friend raid the mystery section. The trouble came with what to do with the
remainder. I vowed to take the children’s books that I might read to my
grandchildren or that they might want to read in the future. I also put aside a
handful of the writing and crime resource books, as well as a few books of
poetry my father and I read together when I was a child. Then, I started making
phone calls. A librarian friend told me about a library in an economically
challenged part of Alabama that had an excess of space, but a limited
collection and a lack of funds. When I called, I knew it was a match made in
heaven.

 

I had movers pack the books I wasn’t keeping in boxes that
could be lifted. Neatly stacked, they filled my dining room and spilled into my
living room. The librarian sent her husband, who owned a flatbed truck, and her
daughter to pick up the books. In the end, most were added to their collection
or were put on a bookmobile. Very few were marked for the Friends of the
Library sale. The empty bookcases found a home, too.

 

It’s been six months and I still feel the loss, but I’m
glad that in a sense, I’m now sharing a part of who I am with others.