Tuesday, October 25, 2022

Mini Writers' Event

How could I have forgotten to write about last Saturday's event at the Mary Duncan Public Library?

Shame on me!


Well, on Saturday, October 8th at 11:00 AM, Derrick Barefoot hosted a group of writers from Triangle East Writers

Acting as an emcee, I introduced each speaker to the audience. First up was C. Anne, author of A Home Called Haven, soon to be released. Then, Christy Anne's talented illlustrator, Alessandra Liane, discussed how she collaborates with authors to bring book ideas to life. Alessandra brought examples of her pencil drawings. A color mock-up was displayed in front of the authors' table. After A Home Called Haven is released, Christy's next book, Give You The World, will be released.

A Benson native, Teresa McLamb Blackmon, is the author of Daddy Said. The author read a few poems for the audience. Her poems reminded me of how farm life must have been like for my mother, who grew up in Newton Grove.

Last but not least, G. Don Craig, discussed his multiple books and the reason for the order of what has become a trilogy.

The photos below were shared by Benson Library. Please click each link. Sorry I'm making you work for it.

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Wednesday, October 19, 2022

Great Neighbors

In case you didn't know, I am a senior citizen who lives with an elderly cat in a mobile home. My house sits sideways on a busy road, and is adjacent to a hand car wash on one side; a white trailer faces the street on the lot next to me. 

Be that as it may . . .

In lieu of a horrible hand-written drawing, imagine my quiet block:

    South Side: 1 single family home (on 2 lots), 1 duplex, plus 2 empty lots

    North Side:  a bodega, hand car wash, MY PLACE, 1 neighbor's house, the trailer park entrance

In other words:

You can't use the trailer park entrance to get to my house. Well, that's been an issue for more than ten years. As you can imagine, getting deliveries to my abode can be problematic.

Tuesday, October 11, 2022

Lapses or Something Else

 

Lapses, or are they brain synapses?

I never made the connection before.

Either something ‘clicks’, or it doesn’t.

Here’s a rhyme for my age group - holy crapsis!                        💩

I’d hoped my sick mind would be better this weekend.

The library loaned me a Stephen King novel.

It vanished, just as a horror story would.

Retracing my steps has not met a good end.  📚

Had I neglected to lock up my car -

making the Master writer’s work more appealing?

Some fans of dark fiction collect nefarious tales

but this was the worst way to do it, by far.       -🚙

Might I, some days from now, recover my brain or the book? 

Do these forgetful spells predict Alzheimer’s? 

A lesser (but still scary) thought just came to mind.

Did my thrift store donations include this ‘find’ for a crook? 👿

That leaves me to wonder about my mind’s fate? 

Come Friday, when the thrift store reopens,

Will I retrieve - or repay - for the lost novel? 

Or blame early dementia - a family trait.                                        😥