10 a.m. We've all heard the phrase, "quiet after the storm." That's Mobile today--quiet after the storm. Ida, downgraded from a hurricane to a tropical storm, ripped in last night tossing buckets of rain and hurling a few gusts of wind. It rained steadily from about 3 p.m until about 6 this morning--lots of rain. But this morning it's quiet. The schools are out, some businesses closed, and not much traffic on the road outside our house. Quiet. Still cloudy and blustery, but the sun is projected to come out later. The storm has passed.
This is great weather for reading. I completed the reading of a manuscript form a writer in Tennessee yesterday. Today it's on to a manuscript from an Alabama writer. Nothing is finer than to curl up with a good manuscript that is well written. I'm hoping some of these manuscripts get out of manuscript phase and into a published product! It's a source of great pride to me if and when I can assist any writer in publishing!
CHRISTMAS IS A SEASON! 2009 book cover received rave reviews when it was posted yesterday. Everyone seems to like the stary night and the simple, but elegant design. Score one for cover designer, Hannah Wilson!
CHRISTMAS IS A SEASON! 2008 sold out of two printings. I had to scrounge books for the last book club that adopted it as a read. I've got to do another small print run to have a few copies in hand for future uses. The 2008 book was used in an English class at Tiffin University (Ohio), sold in the bookstore at Spalding University (Kentucky), and excerpts were used in several classes at U. of South Alabama. Excerpts were also used in several writing workshops (Florida)and at a couple of book conferences (Alabama). That's recognition of the fact that the writers did such a fine job!
Here are a couple of more excerpts from the 2009 book.
From the short story, "The Snow Angel," by J.D. Frost: "Norm couldn't see any ice on the bridge in the center of the causeway. He held tight and let the cruiser roll on across. Lights danced off the choppy waters of the lake. Triangle Texaco was open. Until now, he'd thought all of Guntersville was closed. It was good to know someone else was at work. Nothing worse than being alone on Christmas Eve. He turned into the Triangle's parking lot and stopped at the ice bin--not a good spot on this night.
"Frigid air came off the water. He pushed the pile collar of his puffy, nylon jacket higher. Though only steps from the door, he pinched the shiny bill of his service hat and sat it lower. His thin khaki pants felt like a tennis net against the piercing wind. He hurried inside."
From the short story, "Anything But Traditional" by Mahala Church: "Shivering in the frosty emptiness of my living room, I watch the black night slip silently down the mountainside and the luminous dawn emerge over the mountain top. I know I should add more logs to the fireplace, but I'm mesmerized by the shifting colors in the sky and the beauty of the mountain as it reveals itself through my cathedral walls of glass... From my roost on the top step of three that lead down to my bare living room, I huddle in the chilly silence, engulfed in sadness, while the birth of Christmas Day gently pours over the mountain, illuminating the deep greens of fir and cedar and pine."
These are definitely pieces you can curl up with a good cup of cocoa and enjoy!
Today I will remember the rule of small units all day long. The rule: Never think of all the projects to complete. WORK on only one at a time. THINK of only one at a time. That rule will save us all!!
Posted a new picture from Middle Tennessee State University's Writer's Loft graduation, September 2009. Jillyn McCullough, Alberta Tolbert, me, and Charlotte Rains Dixon. Graduation night was loads of fun and some fine readings!
More later.
