The Pyrenees---Southern France

The Pyrenees---Southern France

Thursday, August 20, 2015

Farewell to Fo-Fo

        Saturday we said good-bye to our senior, Foley. He was 14 and overnight got to the point where his body and his heart were sending the same message: It's time to go.





          We took our one-year old, Radar, along. I was hoping this would help. It must be confusing to dogs to live in a pack and then one day, a dog leaves and never comes back.

        I don't know if Radar understood what was going on. He's pretty much oblivious to everything unless it's a frisbee or a bowl of food or a leash.

        Foley was with us for 7 years. He was a stray, running in Foley, Missouri and then Love a Golden Rescue got him. We were supposed to only foster him... but ended up failing as a foster (since we adopted him).

        This funny-looking golden was obsessed with tennis balls. Once, when I took him to visit my mom in her nursing home, he tried to pull the tennis ball off the leg of another senior citizen's walker. Thankfully, we stopped him before he was successful.

         I'll miss his belches (he'd come right up to our face and burp loudly). I'll miss his barking (when we left the house--he was alerting the burglars that the coast was clear). I'll miss his amber-colored eyes.

         And this is way later than I planned, but I drew a name for David W. Berner's book, There's a Hamster in the Dashboard.

              The winner is Pat W.  (Email me with your address, Pat.)

             If you have a pet, give them an extra treat tonight... in memory of Fo-Fo.

Monday, August 17, 2015

We All Need a Life Raft

My writing life changed when I became a WWWP--when I became one of the five Wild Women Wielding Pens. The WWWPs is what my writing critique group calls itself. (We had to come up with a name for something that was this good.)
I think I'm in the best group ever. Without a doubt. We laugh, we support, we critique, we prod... and unfortunately, too often, we eat. (Lynn's cake pops and Tammy's BLT bites and Beth's pizza and Linda's birthday cake... well, they all head straight to my gut.) 
Please read Susan G. Weidener's guest post on how a writing group can impact the work you do. And if you don't belong to a group, consider forming one--it can change your writing life. Forever. 
The Importance of Finding a Writing Group
By Susan G. Weidener

You really can’t work in isolation all the time. It’s important to seek out people who love writing like you do. And when you gather together over an aromatic candle and the written word, there’s this sense of possibility that your story matters . . . may actually and truly reach an audience and transcend the voice of one and become that of many.



A writing group is more than an essential element in a writer’s toolbox; it is often a life raft.

Whether we are the creator, or the recipient, we find in a community of writers the support so necessary to take a leap of faith onto the blank page. We sustain and affirm each other. If we’re lucky, we banish our demons of self-doubt through the acceptance and support of our peers.

What makes for a good writing group? Here’s my list:
  • No apologies allowed.
  • A place to work on the craft of writing.
  • A safe setting to explore and practice our craft.
  • Diversity – writers from varying backgrounds and experience levels.
  • Acceptance.
  • A chance to network.
  • A place for renewal and contemplation.
  • A forum to be immersed in the creative process without distraction.
  • A space to carve out time away from the demands of everyday life.
  • A place to take a deep breath and celebrate yourself as a writer.
  • Inspiration derived by sharing with other writers.

After attending a women’s writing retreat and hearing others read their stories, it so inspired me that I decided to start my own writing group, the Women’s Writing Circle. That was back in 2009. Six years later our group is still going strong . . . it remains diverse, ever-changing . . . always interesting, instructional and relevant. Our writers come and go . . . some have stayed all six years, others dip a toe in the Circle and return, or not. We discuss craft to changing dynamics of the publishing landscape.

The goal of a group like the Women’s Writing Circle is to “test drive your voice” in front of a community of writers. At read around, some want critique, some a “listening ear”. Those considering publishing often come to our critiques. We read the pieces in advance, bring notated copies of the work, and then provide criticism and commentary. When we workshop, we read the pieces that morning and then come back in group to discuss. We follow guidelines. For example, we never refer to the person as “you,” but as “author” or “writer”. 

As we explore the rich life that writing awakens, each of us is the Women's Writing Circle. Without the other, our community wouldn't exist.


About the Author:

Susan G. Weidener is a former journalist with The Philadelphia Inquirer. She has interviewed a host of interesting people from all walks of life, including Guy Lombardo, Bob Hope, Leonard Nimoy, Rubin “Hurricane” Carter and Mary Pipher. She left journalism in 2007 and after attending a women’s writing retreat, wrote and published her memoir, Again in a Heartbeat, a memoir of love, loss and dating again, about being widowed at a young age. Two years later, she wrote and published its sequel, Morning at Wellington Square, a woman’s search for passion and renewal in middle age. Her novel, A Portrait of Love and Honor, completes the trilogy, inspired by and dedicated to her late husband, John M. Cavalieri, on whose memoir the novel is based. Susan earned a BA in Literature from American University and a master’s in education from the University of Pennsylvania. An editor, writing coach and teacher of writing workshops, she founded the Women’s Writing Circle, a support and critique group for writers in suburban Philadelphia. She lives in Chester Springs, PA.  Her website is: www.susanweidener.com. 




About A Portrait of Love and Honor: A Novel Based on a True Story
Newly-divorced and on her own, 40-something Ava Stuart forges a new life. One day, at a signing in the local library for her novel, a tall, dark-haired man walks in and stands in the back of the room. Jay Scioli is a wanderer – a man who has said good-bye to innocence, the U. S. Army, and corporate America. His outlook on life having changed, his health shattered by illness, he writes a memoir. In his isolation, he searches for an editor to help him pick up the loose ends. Time may be running out. He is drawn to the striking and successful Ava. Facing one setback after another, their love embraces friendship, crisis, dignity, disillusionment. Their love story reflects a reason for living in the face of life’s unexpected events. 

Based on a true story, A Portrait of Love and Honor takes the reader from the halls of the United States Military Academy at West Point during the Vietnam War to a moving love story between two people destined to meet.

Twitter: @Sweideheart 
  


Thursday, August 13, 2015

First Impressions

         Today is the first day of school (with kids). I met five of my students and their families at "Meet the Teacher" night on Tuesday. For the other nine (yes, I only have 14 students so far, which scares me) , today will be the first time they get a chance to start to get to know me.

       One of my students is the sister of a funny student of mine from last year. I don't think she's as quirky as her brother (I like quirky... imagine that!) but her family and I already get along well, which ensures we're going to start the school year off on the right foot. 

       One of my students who I met for the first time on Tuesday is going to be a hoot--I can tell already. Her facial expressions let me know that she is a storyteller. She's got some spunk. She's got a spark. (I appreciate people who have animated faces too--I KNOW, another surprise!)

        I have pencils sharpened. I have the room arranged. And I have a plan.

        I just hope I make the right first impression... I hope I come off as funny, but serious (when it comes to the work at hand)... flexible, but unmoving when it comes to my belief in them... knowledgeable, but oh-so-willing to make mistakes and grow right alongside them.

        I've got a 68,000 word WIP that's sat stagnant for a few weeks. In its first draft form, my first impression of this novel-to-be was,  'It's engaging. The reader will surely connect to the characters. The storyline is clear,' but the first impression was completely off. The shine I saw--at first glance--quickly faded...

        ... And I'm left with reality.

        How much do you rely on first impressions? Is it hard for you to change your opinion after you form a first impression? Do you sometimes have to eat your words after relying too heavily on a first impression? Jump-the-gun minds want to know...  


Monday, August 10, 2015

Two (or More) Heads


        When I was hiking surrounded by the Pyrenees in France a couple of weeks ago, I saw these horses. (I have to keep going back to France mentally, as I officially returned to work last week. Alas, the summer--as I know it--is over.)

Look closely. Two of them (the two on the right) are facing in opposite directions.




        When the horses are standing like this, one horse can use its tail to keep the flies off the other horse's face.

         Every other Wednesday, I have a writing critique meeting. Each of us has the expertise of four other writers to improve our pieces. Words are scratched out. Parts are rearranged. Alternative endings are suggested. Five heads are way better than one.

        In my classroom we use the PQP method when working on our writing. When small response groups get together, they first give Praise (specific compliments about the writing), they then Question the author (asking questions that will help improve the piece) and then they offer the chance for the writer to Polish their story by giving suggestions on different techniques the writer could use or different directions the writer could take.

       When was a time recently when you collaborated with someone to complete a task? Was it easier, or would you preferred to have worked alone? Minds who have to go back to work want to know...

        

       

Thursday, August 6, 2015

Back From A(Broad)

This summer I took a trip of a lifetime. France, with my daughter, my granddaughter and my French sister.

We spent most of our time in Nay--a small village close to Pau--along with Pau  ( a large city), Bordeaux (an even bigger city) and Contis (a beachside town) .


The only thing more delicious than the French cheese is the French bread.
And what is that fuzzy-looking thing in the foreground? Probably my thumb.
My photography skills are wicked-awesome...
Almost all of the windows in Nay have shutters,
and none of them have screens. The shutters are varied in color.
Some are periwinkle, some are celery-green, some are royal blue,
and so on.

We spent a weekend in Contis, a beach town on the Atlantic Ocean.
The waves here are much more dangerous than the waves
the Atlantic sends to Florida beaches...

We walked along the shoreline, past the family section where topless sunbathing
is quite accepted, to a section where nude sunbathers--mostly men--were enjoying
the perfect weather. NONE of the men I saw (and some of them I desperately tried to unsee) looked like Viggo Mortensen. However, I DID see a few 

who were sporting a shag rug all over their backs...


This is just one of the many charming homes in Nay.



This is a "water mural" in Bordeaux. It's a huge expanse of brick/stone--bigger than a football field. A thin film of water covers the surface. On clear days, it mirrors the city. It attracts people of all ages.


One day we spent hiking, surrounded by the Pyrenees Mountains.
My skills with a camera do not do them justice...



The architecture in France is a feast for the eyes. There are little touches of loveliness
everywhere you look.


The French cheese is divine. Some is made from cow's milk,
some from goat's milk, and some from a combination of the two milks.


This is what I did over the summer. I officially went back to work yesterday. So I'm curious. What did you do over the summer?


   

Monday, August 3, 2015

Yikes! There's a Hamster in the Dashboard!

        For all three of my followers--I'm back onto this continent. On Thursday I will post some photos from France, but for today, check out a collection of pet stories, and at the end, find out about a give-away I'm offering...

 
      

        Right away--from the title on--I felt at home with the stories in David W. Berner's book There's a Hamster in the Dashboard:  A Life in Pets. The title made me hurtle back to my childhood to a gerbil that disappeared in my closet... and was never found. (I like to think it had a long, interesting life, full of adventures, since my closet was full of all sorts of stuff.) And then I remembered the hamsters my daughter brought home from a high school science class. We treated those hamsters like they were CEOs. We purchased one of those expensive hamster homes--with the plastic tubes that looped around outside of the cage--but these ungrateful hamsters were Houdini-reincarnations. They chewed their way out, came upstairs from the basement, and were literally scared to death when faced with our golden retriever mix. (The final stand-off was in the middle of our living room, but our cats had flushed them out. The hamsters had camped out behind a floor-to-ceiling bookcase and our two cats sat--fascinated--in front of the bookcase for quite a while before the rodents tried to make a break for it.)

         Berner's little slices of his life are filled with humor and poignancy. His story about ants reminded me that I too had had an Uncle Milton ant farm. (Unfortunately for the ants, I lost the water dropper, and had to use a straw. If I remember right, I ended up accidentally drowning the ants.)  At camp, I had a pet ant (one of those great big ones) that I kept in my plastic soap dish for a while. In his book, the author chronicles the varied pets he's had, including a lizard, a cat, more than one dog, a spider named Ralph, and two gerbils that got "married." Tony and Tina the gerbils had babies so soon after their honeymoon, I wondered... Were they Tony's babies? Should he have gone onto the Maury Povich show and demanded a DNA test? I just don't know...      

     David Berner even tells of his desire to have a piranha, his father's dream of having a monkey, and having a squirrel for a few days. It's obvious that Berner gets it. He gets the connection we have with animals. He gets the importance that animals have in our lives. And he gets how much pets enrich our lives.

     There are times when I read a collection of vignettes and the endings aren't satisfying. It's as if the writer has spent the time on lacing up the story, nice and neat, but then finally ties a quick, sloppy knot at the end. Berner took the time to give a satisfying finale to each story.

      Leave a comment, and I will put your name in the hat for a free copy of the book. (Sioux don't do no "raffle-copter" 'cause she ain't that tech-savvy. Instead, your name will literally be put into a hat, shaken AND stirred before I close my eyes and one slip is pulled out.)


Book Summary:
A book of essays by award-winning author and journalist David W. Berner is the next best thing to storytelling around a bonfire. In There’s a Hamster in the Dashboard, Berner shares stories of “a life in pets”—from a collie that herds Berner home when the author goes “streaking” through the neighborhood as a two-year-old, to a father crying in front of his son for the only time in his life while burying the family dog on the Fourth of July. And from the ant farm that seems like a great learning experience (until the ants learn how to escape), to the hamster that sets out on its own road trip (but only gets as far as the dashboard). Along the way, Berner shows that pets not only connect us with the animal world, but also with each other and with ourselves. The result is a collection of essays that is insightful and humorous, entertaining and touching.
  
Buy links:
Print or Ebook: Amazon
Print copy only: Dream of Things
Paperback: 138 Pages
Genre: Memoir, Pets, Essays
Publisher: Dream of Things (April 23, 2015)
ISBN-10: 0990840719

Twitter hashtag: # HamsterDash

About the Author: David W. Berner is a journalist, broadcaster, teacher, and author of two award-winning books: Accidental Lessons, which earned the Royal Dragonfly Grand Prize for Literature, and Any Road Will Take You There, which was a Grand Prize Finalist for the 2015 Hoffer Award for Books. Berner’s stories have been published in a number of literary magazines and journals, and his broadcast reporting and audio documentaries have aired on the CBS Radio Network and dozens of public radio stations across America. He teaches at Columbia College Chicago.