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christmas eggs

left in the wake of AC’s departure, someone had to step to the stove. i’d been entrusted with the christmas eggs recipe, so i was the logical choice. after whisking and stiring and steaming and worrying and checking, the end product was not far off. after plating the eggs for my fellow writing retreaters, i sat down to a text message from her:

“don’t forget the special ingredient: love.”

i quickly texted back, “how about fear?”

i was only half kidding. AC is a killer in the kitchen and a giant when it comes to writing and is it any surprise she’s one of my main role models? but with her presence no longer here at #rockportwriting, i only had myself to rely on. i was in charge of seasoning my story and stirring the plot of the christmas eggs. there was no room for fear. only action.

and then this morning, we were faced with a lot of leftovers and only a half planned morning meal. the ingredients for christmas eggs were still in abundance, so i volunteered to whip up another batch. this time, i was in control. i gripped the spatula and added patience and love to taste.

feelings

a micro return

after an extended absence (and a push from an unexpected source), i’ve decided to return to this little corner of the interwebs.

*waves*

it’s not going to be as structured or regimented (posts every tuesday/friday) as before. in fact, i’m only going to post when i get the whim. or the whimsy. just some snippets of my brain. figurative, guys, not literal snippets of my brain because gross.

i’m not going to put pressure on me to write (or you to write in the comments section below) (ahem), but hopefully the act of putting words in a public sphere will kick my butt into gear because they do say the secret to writing is writing.

spoiler alert!

words words words practice words.

let’s do this!

 

book club

BOOK HUNGRY: county line

who says you have to be crowded into the living room, kitchen, and/or dining room to hold a book club? we are ladies of the 21st century. we don’t need no stinkin’ couches. so pull up a blog and join in the conversation.

the members of the BOOK HUNGRY are (alphabetically): patty blount, kelly breakey, blake leyers, karla nellenbachand myself. we pick a book to read. we discuss via phone and/or google hangout and/or on email and/or on twitter. we post a review on our individual blogs the 3rd thursday of the month. click on their names above and enjoy.

this month’s BOOK HUNGRY selection is: 

COUNTY LINE by bill cameron

what it’s about from porter square books: 

When the steadfast Ruby Jane Whittaker drops out of sight, dogged ex-cop Skin Kadash sets out to discover what drove the woman he loves to leave her life behind so suddenly and without explanation. The discovery of a dead man in her apartment, followed by an attack by a mysterious stalker, leads Skin first to California, then across the country on a desperate journey deep into Ruby Jane’s haunted past–and toward an explosive confrontation which will determine if either has a future.

my opinion:

i can’t lie, this book was work. the writing was smart and sophisticated and the plot took all kinds of unanticipated turns and there were shifts in time and perspective, all of which do not mesh well for me when reading on a kindle. i never seem to know this about myself until i’m in the middle of a book that requires it, but apparently i re-read a lot, especially in the middle of a first read. my mind wanders, i can’t help it. with the shifts in perspective and time in this book, i had to turn back a few pages a lot, which is not easy on a kindle.

this is no fault of bill’s. it’s mine.

this is the fourth book in a “series”. i use the term loosely because the main characters and perspectives switch from book to book so they behave more like companion novels rather that a straight series. this book does stand alone, but bill drops enough hints throughout that made me realize i’d feel less like i’d been dropped in the middle of a conversation had i read the other books prior to reading this one. he’s a wily, ambitious, clever writer what with his making me want to read all his books.

in related news, it was also work to wrangle our schedules for the monthly conference call. it took us over a month (including multiple re-schedules) to coordinate our schedules with bill’s so he could join our call, but as they say, the wait was worth it. bill was full of quips and quotes that had us book hungry gals alternately laughing and scrambling to jot them down.

“writing is, ultimately, an act of empathy.”

my overall opinion is that these characters are well rounded and fleshed out and human and flawed and i wish i knew them better. i’d suggest reading these from the beginning because ruby jane and skin and pete are fascinating and i suspect the things we learn about them (RJ especially) in COUNTY LINE would have been even more illuminating and (to quote oprah) ah-ha inducing had i’d known about their previous actions and decisions.

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feelings

memories + manuscripts

it’s moments like these that make me re-committed to not blogging.

invisible + 6 years

yes, you read that right: NOT blogging.

i know this makes all two of my remaining blog readers sad, but that conversation with a grad school crony began with the red sox and the world series and going to game 6 at fenway and me wanting to know if i might be able to see her and her husband on TV when it took a sharp spin into writing land. it shouldn’t have surprised me considering we met in a writing program, but it stunned me with its sincerity and accuracy and vastness.

most of all because me tell a funny story? that never happens. i’m just not good with the verbal method of telling stories.

seriously though, what seemed like a little question to deb was a big moment for me because it reminded me i want to write a publishable manuscript. i want to have readers and i want them to remember little bits about my writing, even if it’s pieces i barely remember. even if those tiny particles of memory never reach me, it’s an electrifying thought to think they could be out there.

i’m not closing up the blog shop forever, but for the time being it will most likely remain dark because i need to focus my creative efforts elsewhere. for those readers who miss my words, feel free to email me or call me or tweet at me to check in. just because i’m not blogging regularly doesn’t mean i don’t exist. ;)

*signs off for now*