To Kathryn

books

“When a writer falls in love with you, you can never die.”
Mik Everett

I guess when someone you love dies naturally
everything just slows down –
today her heart rate slowed, her breathing stopped
and just like that, she was gone

but in my heart she’ll live on forever
even immortalized on the page
I just can’t help it for she was always there for me
the sweetest woman, a gentle sage

and in all my books, I always see her
sometimes unintentionally
but she lived such a life, and without fear
that writing her in just comes naturally

and as imperfect as my stories are
typos still left unnoticed on the page
it doesn’t matter now, not anymore
she’ll live forever; she’ll never age

 

Could Have Been…

So I took the road less traveled
when I could have been a nurse
I would’ve been more popular at family parties
instead of hearing them say, “she couldn’t have done any worse

than choosing to be what she is right now
dreaming her dreams all day
doing nothing but make up stories –
is that even legal anyway?”

I could be saving lives
instead I just make them all up
I put them through hell and right back again
sometimes they even get knocked up

I could have been a nurse till I retired
and then write the stories after I was done
but that’s not what I chose to do in this life
because deep inside, I know we only have one.

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So I’m Supposed to Be A Writer

So I’m supposed to be a writer
though really, it’s no big deal
at least my family indulges me
with looks of pity it’s surreal

with no real books to carry
there’s nothing for me to show
but black print on some tablet
just strings of words that I know

It’s what I tell myself each morning
as I sit in front of a screen
that I really am a writer now
It’s all I’ve ever been

Since I was a little girl
spinning all my stories with glee
so let me tell myself I’m a writer again
hoping it’s the same thing everyone sees

It’s a Good Day To Be A Writer

Today, my first son turns 23.  It’s also the day I chose to publish my first novel, Finding Sam on Amazon.

Now , while I just “published” an in-progress novel for NaNoWriMo a few days ago, there’s nothing like actually publishing a completed novel because I know it’s as “done” as it can be.  Even my husband told me a few weeks ago that if I kept worrying about perfection like I do over my work, nothing I write will ever see the light of day.

So last night, bleary-eyed and cross-eyed, I hit the button marked Publish and unleashed my dearest Sam into the world.  And while there may not be any balloons, cake and confetti to mark such a momentous occasion, I did receive my iPhone 6 Plus today and just activated it.

And I also heard from the Margaret Atwood people about the Wattpad contest I entered a month ago where I wrote a bit of fan fiction for her new novel, The Stone Mattress (and no, I didn’t win BUT I am getting a copy of her book as a runner-up!).  Still…

It’s a good day to be a writer.

– Reposted from Back_Space | by Liz.

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I’d Pick Elizabeth Gaskell

Today, Audible.com asked the question, “If you could read only one author’s work for the rest of your life, who would it be?”  They also said that it could “easily be the toughest question of the day.”

Probably, if one had many authors to choose from – Shakespeare, Jane Austen, Charles Dickens all the way to the contemporaries like Stephen King, Neil Gaiman, Diana Gabaldon, and so many more.  However, it didn’t take me long to pick one author I wouldn’t mind reading for the rest of my life.

Elizabeth Gaskell.

In November 1865, when reporting her death, The Athenaeum rated Gaskell as “if not the most popular, with small question, the most powerful and finished female novelist of an epoch singularly rich in female novelists.” Today Gaskell is generally considered a lesser figure in English letters remembered chiefly for her minor classics “Cranford” and “Wives and Daughters: An Every-day Story.”

Gaskell’s early fame as a social novelist began with the 1848 publication of “Mary Barton: A Tale of Manchester Life,” in which she pricked the conscience of industrial England through her depiction and analysis of the working classes. Many critics were hostile to the novel because of its open sympathy for the workers in their relations with the masters, but the high quality of writing and characterization were undeniable, and critics have compared “Mary Barton” to the work of Friedrich Engels and other contemporaries in terms of its accuracy in social observation.

The later publication of “North and South,” also dealing with the relationship of workers and masters, strengthened Gaskell’s status as a leader in social fiction.

via Elizabeth Gaskell: Biography.

I bought the complete works of Gaskell for my e-reader and I’m taking my time reading her stories, beginning with the obscure ones.  I’ve already read North and South, but I can’t wait to read Mary Barton, as well as Cranford.  I loved how astute she was about the social changes around her, the plight of the poor workers, even if it put her at odds with the general thinking of the time.

So, yes, for the rest of my life, Elizabeth Gaskell would be perfect.

Who would you pick?

 

 

Popularity Vote

A literary-minded witch gives you a choice: with a flick of the wand, you can become either an obscure novelist whose work will be admired and studied by a select few for decades, or a popular paperback author whose books give pleasure to millions. Which do you choose?

Are you kidding me????? I’m already obscure as it is!  Why would I want to be any more obscure than I already am right now and wait till I’m dead for people to admire my work?

So without even having to think twice, I’ll take that popularity vote right now, give pleasure to millions and know when I keel over and die I made people happy in this lifetime – not in some future lifetime where maybe, just maybe, reincarnation is real and I’d get to enjoy the admiration after all.

Though I still won’t be able to enjoy the admiration because people would just probably lock me up anyway…

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