I posted something unusual over at The Barn Door this morning. Well, unusual for me. I am not a poet, but I have used poetry to express myself sometimes. In the spirit of spring and Easter, I shared two poems that I wrote many years ago. Here’s the shortest one below. Please visit the site if you want to read the other.
I should probably also mention that this month will be the last time I will be posting at The Barn Door. It’s a great site, and I hope you will check it out and follow them, but I’ve decided I’m just not an essay writer, at least not when there’s a deadline. I’d rather post something when an idea strikes me, rather than have to search for an idea to meet my deadline. Besides, at an author fair I went to today, I talked with a librarian who is eager to read my novel-in-progress, A Bull by the Horns. I need to use my writing time to finally get the book done!
Tears of blood
down his cheeks
raining from clouds
staining the sunset
on my cheeks
via The Barn Door: Incidental Poetry.
I hope I don’t offend any animal lovers with this recent post from The Barn Door about my early days as a farmer. Just keeping it real. Click to read the whole post to get my drift.
I wish all humans and all animals could live together without fighting and strife and, you know, eating each other. Until that happens, though, I admit that I’m glad the sirloin and ground chuck and ribs I pick up at the supermarket are strangers to me now. And while my mother might think it was heartless to butcher and baste Big Brown, he does have a fond place in my memories.
via The Barn Door: I Miss Cows.
My story, An Autumn Afternoon, was selected by artist Kathy Baker, and they posted a teaser of the complete canvas on the Word or Art Facebook page that makes me intrigued to see the whole picture. On September 5, I will be able to see the completed artwork, read my story to attendees, and sign copies of the book they are compiling that includes stories and art side by side.
InPrint also has monthly meetings, with guest speakers, and will host a book fair in October where I will have a chance to sell my books and meet readers and fellow writers alike. Attending those will provide more coverage and more contacts in just a few months than being a member of the Pacific Writer’s Association in Seattle did in five years.Meaning I now have to eat my words about there being fewer opportunities in small town Midwest. Opportunities are anywhere you look for them. Have you found Midwest resources that surprise or delight you? I would love to hear about them
via The Barn Door: Small Towns, Big Opportunities.
Living in small towns doesn’t mean imposing limits on your opportunities. In my case, it has actually opened more doors than I found in the big city. It’s more about keeping your eyes open than geography, after all.
It was time for my monthly post at The Barn Door a few days ago. I went out and took several pictures of the farm I used to live on and then posted about how the location was the inspiration for my Coffman Cozy Mystery series..
On the 28th of every month, I will be posting something at The Barn Door about life in the Midwest, but the site has many contributors all talking about their lives in the Midwest also. Here’s a snippet of what I had to say, but I hope you will click the link at the end to read some of the other great posts.
As a writer, I can bring back the past if I want to. Or I can change the present to one that isn’t possible in reality. When the family decided it was time to sell the farm, I was lucky enough to be able to afford the small house, but not the other buildings or acres of farm land. I had a dream, you see, of filling the big house with artists and writers and composers. Adding a spirit of creativity to the existing aura of love and joy and peacefulness.
via The Barn Door: Living Many Lives.
Well, not literal new neighbors, but I was invited to be part of the blog team at a great Blogger site called The Barn Door. It features posts about living in the Midwest by people who live in and/or love the Midwest. I can already tell it will serve as an inspiration for many of my future stories.
I will be posting a new article there on the 28th of every month, but promise to continue adding tidbits and fun stuff here as well. If you are interested in what I wrote for my inaugeral blog post, here’s a glimpse below. Click through to read the whole post and visit the Midwest through the eyes of the wonderful team there.
Can you ever have too many friends? Well, maybe if they expect to be invited to your house for dinner all at once and your dining room table only holds ten. But real friends would surely be willing to wait their turn, don’t you think? And the more friends you have, the more opportunities crop up to be invited to their house for dinner. Yum!
via The Barn Door, Making New Friends