Letters arrived at camp. The post man delivered them to my parents’ mailbox. Letters came all the time. Now they never come. I miss her letters. Only three or four remain. Paper slightly aged, and cursive letters written into the page. I feel where my grandmother’s pen pressed down. I called my grandmother “Dick Dick,”… Continue reading When We Write Letters, Part VI: Letters from Grandma
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Friday Night Writes: Goodbye Shame
Courtesy of http://msn.careerbuilder.com/Article/MSN-1612-Job-Info-and-Trends-10-Modern-Blue-Collar-Jobs/ Frost covered the ground. Tips of naked tree branches above the silos began to unfreeze on my ride to work. I listen to the radio. A woman tells a story about another who spent most of her life living in a trailer park. She worked at McDonalds. "Don't get me wrong," the… Continue reading Friday Night Writes: Goodbye Shame
Write Big, Use Small Words: Best Love Ever
Look on your Valentine's Day Candy. What words do you read? Are they long or short? Does your candy say: Indulge My Passion or Flirtatiously Yours? Sometimes you need no words at all to say, "I love you." In June 2012, my husband, son and I moved out of our apartment after he lost his… Continue reading Write Big, Use Small Words: Best Love Ever
When We Write Letters, Part IV: A Mommy Scribbles Letter
My son next to the Catawba River in Jan. 2012 Dear Son: Some say a mother who stays at home is the best. They say she is better than all of the rest. She is blessed her husband works in a job that brings the check to support her and the little ones. … Continue reading When We Write Letters, Part IV: A Mommy Scribbles Letter
Friday Night Writes: Who is the Baby No One Wanted?
Photo taken October 2012 by R.T. Dickinson outside Bamberg, SC of my father and son. He was no one's child. He was everyone's child. Wrapped in his first blanket, the baby lay in a crib carved by the pastor. The man smiled. Eyes – the color of ashen storm clouds at dawn – stared at… Continue reading Friday Night Writes: Who is the Baby No One Wanted?
When We Write Letters, Part II: Cover Letters to Magazines
Courtesy of http://ja-nae.net/blog/the-power-of-letter-writing/how-to-write-a-letter. I read today story collections are almost extinct. Few people read stories. An agent would be a fool to represent it. I am one of the only writers at a writing group that puts some focus into story composition; not just a novel. Yet, many literary magazines, ezines and blogs fight to… Continue reading When We Write Letters, Part II: Cover Letters to Magazines
Courage to Face the Ocean
Journalists require the who, what, when, where and how. Writers need inspiration. Inspiration does not need to be place and time, but a photograph, portrait or a beautiful memory painted in the mind. Writers will work with it. Sometimes the task seems too big and rejections too many. We do not realize all we need… Continue reading Courage to Face the Ocean
The Mommy Scribbles: How do Mommy writers manage time?
The debate about whether working mothers or stay-at-home moms are better parents continues on television. The world is large enough for all mothers. Homemakers who write and working parents who write all have a place with their words and children. I have been a homemaker and writer and now a working mom and… Continue reading The Mommy Scribbles: How do Mommy writers manage time?
Writing Goals in 2013
A writer begins with more than one goal. Goals for a writer's blog cover more than one territory. They could be, in the words of J.R.R. Tolkien's Lord Elrond, "scattered, divided, leaderless." Each writer's personality, style and multiple goals are their own. It is up to us to pull those ideas together. If you are… Continue reading Writing Goals in 2013
The Bannisters: A New Beginning
Part 4 of The Bannisters April 1877 Joey Langston tried to forget his wife. When his daughter, Adelaide, moved from Missouri to Bamberg; the memories returned. She looked just like her: fawn eyes and dark brown hair. Little ringlets brushed Adelaide's neck. Mrs. Langston liked ringlets. An occupying Union soldier stopped Mrs. Langston on the… Continue reading The Bannisters: A New Beginning