REMINDER: Kathy Temean reminds that you have until October 2 to enter her giveaway of a copy of my book, NOW YOU SEE THEM, NOW YOU DON’T. Here again is the link:https://kathytemean.wordpress.com/2016/09/20/book-giveaway-david-harrison
Any day now Mary Jo Fresch and I expect to hear from our editor on the new Scholastic book we’re writing for Teacher Resources. Once we get her comments we can pick up where we left off with the proposal and set our sights on finishing within the next few months.
While waiting I’ve finished a nonfiction poetry picture book and written the first 22 chapters of a new middle grade novel. That one needs a rest so I hope to see Scholastic come through soon. If it doesn’t, well, tomorrow I’ll work on something else.
Meanwhile I’ve received an extremely helpful review and comments from a Peruvian reader of my middle grade story, DOWNRIVER, set in the Amazon. Three other Peruvian readers have also agreed to vet the story for me so when I return to it I’ll have what I need to make the story backdrop as accurate as possible.
You might remember that this was my first effort at a long story (since waaaaay back in my yute), but it was something different to try and appealed to me. I don’t know if I’ll ever get it sold, but if I don’t it won’t be for lack of effort to get it right. I like my files to have “class junk” in them.
It has been quite a while since Sandy Asher and I posted a new WRITERS AT WORK series (meaning alternating essays each Tuesday for a month). We’ve been doing them now and then since September 2010 as a casual dialogue about various aspects of being a writer. This time we’ll be talking about the symbiotic relationship between authors and libraries (= librarians!). Sandy has already written her two pieces, which will be posted on November 1st and 15th. I’ll chime in on the 8th and 22nd. We haven’t talked yet about the 29th, but we’ll come up with something. If you are new to the idea or want a refresher, here’s the link to our collected series. http://usawrites4kids.blogspot.com
Before the rain came in the afternoon, yesterday was a fine day to be outside. Breakfast lakeside, plenty of activity around the lake, a dip in the pool. Though signs of fall abound, we still have a lot of color.
But it isn’t hard to find trees blemished by web worm nests like canker sores on the lip of fall. I don’t recall a worse year for them. Some trees in our neighborhood are covered.
The caterpillars sometimes crawl across our driveway and up our garage doors. Keeps the spiders busy and, come spring, the bats and swifts will have a field day feasting on the small moths when they emerge.
The scales didn’t get sprayed as I’d promised to do. Numerous defiant weeds were spared though a few fell to my wife’s deft hands. A few pages got read. All in all a loafer’s kind of day on Goose Lake.
I like the fall show so far.
Yesterday each small puff of wind scattered crisp brown leaf-curls down from the trees. Each went to its end simply and peacefully, except for one, which refused to go gently into the night. Instead it caught a web and for the next ten minutes twirled and danced for us.
I’m sorry I can’t show you a better picture. All you can see is this tiny figure in the center of the shot, center stage if you want to think of it that way. At times it mimicked the flight of a butterfly. Once it came to rest on a rose bush below only to soar off on the next breath of a breeze.
We sat tableside and watched the entire opening act. We felt like applauding. But I wondered if somewhere in the leaves above us sat another spectator, one that must have been highly disgusted. I bet it held its applause until the leaf finally blew off to its rest and left the proprietor in peace to repair the damage.
The Warm Up Act
The end is near,
But not quite yet.
First check out
This final dance
Before my time.
My limber moves
Are so sublime,
I’m cirque du soleil,
I’m Fred Astaire,
I’m Jack Be Nimble,
Light as air.
My act is up,
I have to go.
Sit back, folks,
Enjoy the show!
~~(c) by David L. Harrison
Yesterday I got a look at A TREASURY OF MEMORIES, POEMS BY THE AWESOMESAUCE NINE. It’s a handsome booklet being prepared to distribute to the poets who joined me at The Barn this year and I’m impressed by it. It’s a private collection so if you want to see the work of any of these poets, you’ll need to get in touch with them and beg for a look!
As soon as it’s officially available, I’ll show you the cover and maybe a teaser poem or two, with permission of course. It will be great fun to put these in the hands of the creative and talented people who participated. My thanks to one and all. Some of these poets traveled across the country to spend time together and work on new ways to develop their skills.
I reminded them at our first meeting the Olympics show us that sometimes the difference between winning gold and finishing out of the winners’ circle can be measured in fractions of a second. I think it’s often the same way with writing. The difference between being published or rejected may be far smaller than one might imagine. To have tried at all should be a source of pride. The AWESOMESAUCE NINE have every right to look at their collective works with pleasure.
The contributing poets are:
Jesse Anna Bornemann