Greetings, fellow jugglers of time and intention.
October's meeting was like a grande cinnamon mochaccino, with an extra shot. There were nine writers in attendance.
Since Rich Barley was busy trolling through some swamp in South Carolina, it was up to Ralph, our brand-new VP, to take the helm. And what a fine surrogate he turned out to be.
First order of business was the new order of officers. Carol Causey has taken over the treasury, trimming my own duties down to simply secretary. Todd Watson has relinquished his title in public relations in order to explore the long-abandoned office of Education Coordinator.
Alison Beard has taken on the task of alerting the public to our presence. Already, her efforts have managed to attract our newest member, Dave Patton.
Dave hails from Lebanon area, although he did a long stint with Eastman Kodak in Rochester, New York. Now that he is free to focus on writing, we look forward to seeing what develops.
And speaking of discovering potential, our next meeting, on November 20th, will be entirely devoted to UnTapped Talent, a new publishing company in Hershey.
Rena Wilson Fox and Maria Montesano Boyer will take center stage to talk about their unique approach to the business. Also on hand will be Arthur L. Ford, the author of Shunned, UnTapped Talent's first published book. It promises to be a full two hours!
Another opportunity to consider in the near future is the 2009 CPWO Writing Contest. The official rules and further details will be announced to the general public in January. We decided not to have a regular meeting in December.
Ralph managed to steer us through an entire hour of business discussion before we even noticed the clock. Now, that's good!
Somehow, we still had time to hear Carol's latest adaptation of her "Because I Was Late" poem.
Ed Guion was able to read two whole stories from his fourth edition of Curmudgeon Vignettes. The first was about a guy named Harlen and his discount dentures.
The second story recounted an experience he had as a soldier during the Korean War. It's the tale of his brave attempt to fashion a leather jacket from a pattern, with minimal instruction. Diane said his words "capture the feeling of every girl who ever took Home Ec."
Todd read a creatively educational piece about cut glass production which also led to a discussion about character description.
Alison shared a letter she wrote to Keith Olbermann of MSNBC, nominating her 82-year-old grandmother for "Worst Person in the World" just because she's afraid to vote. We all agreed with her grandmother, that Alison should win "Worst Person" just for writing the letter.
After spending almost two whole hours with his newfound friends, Dave Patton decided it was safe to share the beginnings of a story he wrote for a writing class.
The emphasis was on setting a scene. He took us, quite vividly, through the mind of a glamorous woman, into a fancy hotel room and "the morning after." Whew!
Folks, the energy and ability that exists in the body of the Central Pennsylvania Writers Organization today, is bursting at the seams. I won't tell you how many hours it took me just to condense our two hour meeting into this letter. I even stayed up to watch the clocks fall back.
But writing is a lot like the hourglass. Just when you think it is empty, one turn, and you are overflowing anew.
Much more to come, Rita
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Monday, October 13, 2008
GETTING THE WORDS OUT
Greetings, fellow voyagers in a valley of veritable verbiage.
Just a word to remind you that our meeting is this week, on Thursday, October 16th. I understand that is also National Boss Day.
And speaking of national bosses, there is no finer time to experience the power of words than in the final months of an election year.
Eloquent speeches are written and delivered with pride. Issues of great importance are brought to the forefront and debated with the utmost civility.
Seasoned news reporters work around the clock to ensure that we the people are immersed in nothing but the truth - no matter how often it changes.
And then, there is the ad campaign.
On September 11th, this year, the candidates decided to keep the airways free of all campaign ads, as a gesture of respect. They determined that such material would be somehow offensive on such a meaningful day.
My question is, if they can consider campaign ads offensive on a day that represents our solidarity as a nation, why can't they be considered offensive EVERY day?
Well, my friend, be sure to circle November 4th on your calendar.That's the one day YOU get to say whether you approve of their message.
And, even if you can't make it to this month's meeting, you will definitely want to put a star on November 20th. That is the day we plan to welcome the innovative owners of UnTapped Talent.
Visit www.UnT2.com to find out more about their first book release and the author, who will also be joining us.
Keep looking forward, and we hope to see you soon.
Rita
Just a word to remind you that our meeting is this week, on Thursday, October 16th. I understand that is also National Boss Day.
And speaking of national bosses, there is no finer time to experience the power of words than in the final months of an election year.
Eloquent speeches are written and delivered with pride. Issues of great importance are brought to the forefront and debated with the utmost civility.
Seasoned news reporters work around the clock to ensure that we the people are immersed in nothing but the truth - no matter how often it changes.
And then, there is the ad campaign.
On September 11th, this year, the candidates decided to keep the airways free of all campaign ads, as a gesture of respect. They determined that such material would be somehow offensive on such a meaningful day.
My question is, if they can consider campaign ads offensive on a day that represents our solidarity as a nation, why can't they be considered offensive EVERY day?
Well, my friend, be sure to circle November 4th on your calendar.That's the one day YOU get to say whether you approve of their message.
And, even if you can't make it to this month's meeting, you will definitely want to put a star on November 20th. That is the day we plan to welcome the innovative owners of UnTapped Talent.
Visit www.UnT2.com to find out more about their first book release and the author, who will also be joining us.
Keep looking forward, and we hope to see you soon.
Rita
Friday, October 3, 2008
BEFORE THE FALL
Greetings, fellow farers on autumn's wayward trail.
September's meeting was cozy, nestled into the last days of summer, when we still held our innocence near.
There were seven of us wrapped around the old wooden table.
Rich read through his list of business items, mostly reminders of topics previously discussed. Meena sent a note to say she got herself a brand-new knee. She hopes to be ready to show it off at our next meeting.
Alison Beard has returned to us after a long summer of Thursday night classes. She brought information about a new local company called UnTapped Talent, founded by Rena Wilson Fox of Hershey and Maria Montesano Boyer of Palmyra.
If you visit UnTapped Talent at www.UnT2.com, you will see that it is a "full-fledged publishing company, only on a smaller scale."
They were featured in the September 17, 2008 business section of the Lebanon Daily News. In the article, Rena Wilson Fox said, "Our goal is to find the incredibly talented authors lost in the mix and get their works out to the public."
Alison has contacted the company about our writers group and they have expressed interest in coming to a meeting. You won't want to miss this one, folks, so we'll keep you informed.
It was good to see Ed Guion, again. He read us a story about his exceptional ability to devour pastries as a young man and how his boss found a way to keep him fed.
The story is titled "Breakfast Appetite" and you will be able to read it in the July 2009 issue of GOOD OLD DAYS LOOKING BACK magazine.
Mike Bender read some from his novel about a man being pursued by people he didn't know, for reasons he didn't understand. Then, Ralph, who is Mike's father-in-law, told us about their recent vacation and how Mike was "pursued" across the sand by a hurricane named Hanna.
Amber read yet another playful story for children about the adventures you can have just by using your imagination.
Rich posed a question about personal writing habits. He explained that his new job involves a lot of time just driving in the car. Unfortunately, his most inspired writing usually comes with both hands on the keyboard . . . not the steering wheel.
Ralph, a master at cultivating horror in the minds of his readers, acknowledged his own struggle with uninvited "demons", when it comes to writing, lately.
The ensuing discussion took us down a variety of roads. We each have our own set of limitations, whether it be lack of time, lack of courage or just plain bad luck.
But when you put us all together in one room, the real reason we are there is usually the same. The only thing we can't do is not write.
In the weeks since our last meeting, the days have grown darker and chillier. And I'm not just talking about the weather.
But for those who can find their way to the table and sit among others who know what they feel, there is a warmth that glows, an energy that grows, and a treasure that no one can steal.
Rita
September's meeting was cozy, nestled into the last days of summer, when we still held our innocence near.
There were seven of us wrapped around the old wooden table.
Rich read through his list of business items, mostly reminders of topics previously discussed. Meena sent a note to say she got herself a brand-new knee. She hopes to be ready to show it off at our next meeting.
Alison Beard has returned to us after a long summer of Thursday night classes. She brought information about a new local company called UnTapped Talent, founded by Rena Wilson Fox of Hershey and Maria Montesano Boyer of Palmyra.
If you visit UnTapped Talent at www.UnT2.com, you will see that it is a "full-fledged publishing company, only on a smaller scale."
They were featured in the September 17, 2008 business section of the Lebanon Daily News. In the article, Rena Wilson Fox said, "Our goal is to find the incredibly talented authors lost in the mix and get their works out to the public."
Alison has contacted the company about our writers group and they have expressed interest in coming to a meeting. You won't want to miss this one, folks, so we'll keep you informed.
It was good to see Ed Guion, again. He read us a story about his exceptional ability to devour pastries as a young man and how his boss found a way to keep him fed.
The story is titled "Breakfast Appetite" and you will be able to read it in the July 2009 issue of GOOD OLD DAYS LOOKING BACK magazine.
Mike Bender read some from his novel about a man being pursued by people he didn't know, for reasons he didn't understand. Then, Ralph, who is Mike's father-in-law, told us about their recent vacation and how Mike was "pursued" across the sand by a hurricane named Hanna.
Amber read yet another playful story for children about the adventures you can have just by using your imagination.
Rich posed a question about personal writing habits. He explained that his new job involves a lot of time just driving in the car. Unfortunately, his most inspired writing usually comes with both hands on the keyboard . . . not the steering wheel.
Ralph, a master at cultivating horror in the minds of his readers, acknowledged his own struggle with uninvited "demons", when it comes to writing, lately.
The ensuing discussion took us down a variety of roads. We each have our own set of limitations, whether it be lack of time, lack of courage or just plain bad luck.
But when you put us all together in one room, the real reason we are there is usually the same. The only thing we can't do is not write.
In the weeks since our last meeting, the days have grown darker and chillier. And I'm not just talking about the weather.
But for those who can find their way to the table and sit among others who know what they feel, there is a warmth that glows, an energy that grows, and a treasure that no one can steal.
Rita
Monday, September 1, 2008
IN THE END
Greetings, fellow riders on the dusty trail.
August has headed off into the sunset and summer is soon to follow. Here's hoping the memories they have left behind are good ones.
Our meeting on the 21st was short but sweet. There were six in our circle around the old fire ring.
Despite the pressures of starting a new job last month, Rich Barley has been working to define his role as our president.
He began our meeting by handing out an agenda.
After a mundane single-paragraph treasurer's report, we got to the happy task of welcoming Ralph Bieber as our new vice-president.
Rich explained that Ralph was appointed, rather than elected, to fill the spot left empty after Rich got railroaded into being our new president. (Just think of all the money that was saved by not having to run a campaign.)
Rich also handed out copies of a set of operational by-laws to be used until we can establish a more permanent version. If you would like a copy, let us know. I have also posted them on our blog, under the list of officers.
Another topic for discussion was the formation of committees that will be needing volunteers. Think about whether you would like to be involved in working on our website, finding a speaker for one of our meetings, helping with the writing contest, or helping to write our permanent by-laws.
After making it through the business end of our written agenda, Carol Causey (immediate past-president) surprised us all with the pinkest and most brightly orange-colored cupcakes I have ever seen. Then, she forced everyone to sing Happy Birthday to me.
Yes, it's true, I am a whole year older. But it's even more remarkable that it has been a whole year now since the birth of our website.
It's actually funny how much I have in common with our website:
- Sometimes, I feel neglected.
- I often question the purpose of my existence.
- And, if I just sit there and don't change anything
and never contribute anything to the world
around me, I will get really old, really fast.
The CPWO officers have been making an effort to get together every month between meetings. Our last officers meeting inspired an idea which could also become a part of our website.
Consider the possibilities of a continuing saga written through the collaboration of a cohort of coauthors. Carol and I each read our contribution to the collection so far.
Amber Buck brought a story to share with us. It followed the adventures of a girl and her imagination on a quest to escape the heat of summer. Amber also shared with us a copy of her first official letter of rejection.
We all gave Amber a literary cheer and told her to eat another cupcake and get right back out there.
Mike Bender was also back among us. He read the intro to a rather intriguing novel about a young man of mysterious origins.
Rich gave us each a copy of the beginnings of a story about a dragon and a group of children. The rest of the tale will be told by the readers, in response to his question, "If you were a dragon, what would you do?"
Our meeting came to its conclusion with plenty of time left on the clock. But, instead of running off to grab that extra hour of summer, our little group seemed to linger.
The conversation flowed between us like a meandering river as we each reminisced about such things as where we were on September 11, 2001. I guess it was on our minds.
In the end, it just goes to show you that with or without an agenda, we are just good folks talking about the stuff that makes us all the same . . . in the end.
I hope, by now, you have remembered to flip your calendar. Pencil us in for the 18th this month. And if you haven't registered to vote yet, what are you waiting for?
Your voice matters. -Rita
August has headed off into the sunset and summer is soon to follow. Here's hoping the memories they have left behind are good ones.
Our meeting on the 21st was short but sweet. There were six in our circle around the old fire ring.
Despite the pressures of starting a new job last month, Rich Barley has been working to define his role as our president.
He began our meeting by handing out an agenda.
After a mundane single-paragraph treasurer's report, we got to the happy task of welcoming Ralph Bieber as our new vice-president.
Rich explained that Ralph was appointed, rather than elected, to fill the spot left empty after Rich got railroaded into being our new president. (Just think of all the money that was saved by not having to run a campaign.)
Rich also handed out copies of a set of operational by-laws to be used until we can establish a more permanent version. If you would like a copy, let us know. I have also posted them on our blog, under the list of officers.
Another topic for discussion was the formation of committees that will be needing volunteers. Think about whether you would like to be involved in working on our website, finding a speaker for one of our meetings, helping with the writing contest, or helping to write our permanent by-laws.
After making it through the business end of our written agenda, Carol Causey (immediate past-president) surprised us all with the pinkest and most brightly orange-colored cupcakes I have ever seen. Then, she forced everyone to sing Happy Birthday to me.
Yes, it's true, I am a whole year older. But it's even more remarkable that it has been a whole year now since the birth of our website.
It's actually funny how much I have in common with our website:
- Sometimes, I feel neglected.
- I often question the purpose of my existence.
- And, if I just sit there and don't change anything
and never contribute anything to the world
around me, I will get really old, really fast.
The CPWO officers have been making an effort to get together every month between meetings. Our last officers meeting inspired an idea which could also become a part of our website.
Consider the possibilities of a continuing saga written through the collaboration of a cohort of coauthors. Carol and I each read our contribution to the collection so far.
Amber Buck brought a story to share with us. It followed the adventures of a girl and her imagination on a quest to escape the heat of summer. Amber also shared with us a copy of her first official letter of rejection.
We all gave Amber a literary cheer and told her to eat another cupcake and get right back out there.
Mike Bender was also back among us. He read the intro to a rather intriguing novel about a young man of mysterious origins.
Rich gave us each a copy of the beginnings of a story about a dragon and a group of children. The rest of the tale will be told by the readers, in response to his question, "If you were a dragon, what would you do?"
Our meeting came to its conclusion with plenty of time left on the clock. But, instead of running off to grab that extra hour of summer, our little group seemed to linger.
The conversation flowed between us like a meandering river as we each reminisced about such things as where we were on September 11, 2001. I guess it was on our minds.
In the end, it just goes to show you that with or without an agenda, we are just good folks talking about the stuff that makes us all the same . . . in the end.
I hope, by now, you have remembered to flip your calendar. Pencil us in for the 18th this month. And if you haven't registered to vote yet, what are you waiting for?
Your voice matters. -Rita
Saturday, August 2, 2008
What Really Bugs Me About August
Greetings, writers,
I just wanted to put a bug in your ear and make sure you remembered to change all your calendars to August. And, while you're there, I thought I'd pest you into reserving the 21st for CPWO at 7:00 PM.
August is the noisiest of months. It seems the crickets and cicadas are competing in a deafening crescendo.
Such ruckus is only rivalled by the rantings of every TV, radio, and newspaper ad, riddling us with back-to-school rhetoric . . . reminding us that summer is coming to an end.
But, what bugs me most are the unfinished projects - the ones that sit there on your shoulder and dangle their untied shoes where you can just about see them.
And then, the voices start. They say, "When are you going to finish that manuscript you started? Why haven't you sent that poem off to be published? And what about that letter to your poor old aunt?"
I think that's why I look forward to our meetings every month. If I say I agonized over the last word in the fourth paragraph for three hours, only to give up and scrub the grouting on the bathroom floor instead, I know someone there will probably understand why it made me feel better.
So, as summer sinks more quickly into the horizon each evening and you find yourself sinking as well, I hope you'll consider a lift from your friends, at least to the second floor of the Palmyra Municipal Building.
-Rita-
I just wanted to put a bug in your ear and make sure you remembered to change all your calendars to August. And, while you're there, I thought I'd pest you into reserving the 21st for CPWO at 7:00 PM.
August is the noisiest of months. It seems the crickets and cicadas are competing in a deafening crescendo.
Such ruckus is only rivalled by the rantings of every TV, radio, and newspaper ad, riddling us with back-to-school rhetoric . . . reminding us that summer is coming to an end.
But, what bugs me most are the unfinished projects - the ones that sit there on your shoulder and dangle their untied shoes where you can just about see them.
And then, the voices start. They say, "When are you going to finish that manuscript you started? Why haven't you sent that poem off to be published? And what about that letter to your poor old aunt?"
I think that's why I look forward to our meetings every month. If I say I agonized over the last word in the fourth paragraph for three hours, only to give up and scrub the grouting on the bathroom floor instead, I know someone there will probably understand why it made me feel better.
So, as summer sinks more quickly into the horizon each evening and you find yourself sinking as well, I hope you'll consider a lift from your friends, at least to the second floor of the Palmyra Municipal Building.
-Rita-
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Because She Was Late
Greetings, my friends. I hope you can allow yourselves a few minutes for yet another report.
This month, nine weary writers, eventually, came to rest in the ol' Rec Room.
Amongst the old faces, we were happy to find someone new. Her name is Judith Soondar and she has joined our group in hopes of learning more about how to get her work published. She had a poem published in HACC's Literary Journal in February of 2002. She has also been a winner in the Lebanon Community Library Poetry Contest.
We took a little time to introduce ourselves, for Judith's sake, but it's always helpful to get to know each other better.
Meena talked a bit about the history of writers in her family. Her daughter is apparently following family tradition by being published in India by Random House of London.
Todd Watson said he is doing some ad writing for a member of his family. He is looking for fresh ideas on how to advertise sports bars and banquet halls.
Amber Buck told us she is already working on the seventh chapter of her novel about a young woman's journey. Amber's biggest concern, now, is how to get the book started on its journey to a publisher.
Rich Barley continued to blossom in his leadership role by reading us a few inspiring quotes. Through Isaac Asimov, he encouraged us to "persist" in sending our work out, "again and again." And from Saul Bellow he read that rejection can teach us to "rely on" our "own judgement" and to say, "To hell with you."
Mysteriously, this month, none of our horror writers were present. Indeed, poetry seemed to be the genre of the day.
Meena read two short poems. One was about middle age, the other about spring. Each painted a picture with an almost haiku preciseness.
Margie Cullen was able to join us this time. She brought with her a collection of poetry pertaining to Persephone, the perennial queen of perdition. Margie has persevered in her quest to find a publisher to appreciate this great work.
Rich shared with us a poem about peace which he originally entered in a contest for INSPIRIT, the Literary Journal of Baughman Memorial United Methodist Church. Although he did not place among their winners, his poem will be appearing in their publication.
But, the most memorable moment of the evening was generated by our beloved president, Carol Causey, my new literary hero!
The truth is, no one really noticed when Carol wandered in. Perhaps it was because there was no flurry of apologies or excuses about traffic. She merely sat among us, as prophets often do.
As the discussion of publishers, web sites, and meeting places wound down to a lull, Carol said she would read to us the poem she had written, in the parking lot, before coming up to the meeting. It began quite simply, "Because I was late . . ."
My friends, I do not exaggerate when I say I think the universe itself stopped to listen as Carol read her poem. She spoke of a world re-discovered, where it's okay to stop and admire the grapes growing and not hurry the dog, because time doesn't matter when you're already late.
Here's to Carol, the siren of serenity, who knows the true meaning of "no wine before its time." Here's to you for reminding us that these are the lazy days of summer and it's best to stop fretting and let ourselves live. Perhaps, we may even find something to write about!
For the month of July, there will be no meeting at the ol' Rec Room. So, if you show up, we won't be there. The next meeting will be on August 21 at 7 PM . . . or . . . whatever time you can get there.
-Rita-
This month, nine weary writers, eventually, came to rest in the ol' Rec Room.
Amongst the old faces, we were happy to find someone new. Her name is Judith Soondar and she has joined our group in hopes of learning more about how to get her work published. She had a poem published in HACC's Literary Journal in February of 2002. She has also been a winner in the Lebanon Community Library Poetry Contest.
We took a little time to introduce ourselves, for Judith's sake, but it's always helpful to get to know each other better.
Meena talked a bit about the history of writers in her family. Her daughter is apparently following family tradition by being published in India by Random House of London.
Todd Watson said he is doing some ad writing for a member of his family. He is looking for fresh ideas on how to advertise sports bars and banquet halls.
Amber Buck told us she is already working on the seventh chapter of her novel about a young woman's journey. Amber's biggest concern, now, is how to get the book started on its journey to a publisher.
Rich Barley continued to blossom in his leadership role by reading us a few inspiring quotes. Through Isaac Asimov, he encouraged us to "persist" in sending our work out, "again and again." And from Saul Bellow he read that rejection can teach us to "rely on" our "own judgement" and to say, "To hell with you."
Mysteriously, this month, none of our horror writers were present. Indeed, poetry seemed to be the genre of the day.
Meena read two short poems. One was about middle age, the other about spring. Each painted a picture with an almost haiku preciseness.
Margie Cullen was able to join us this time. She brought with her a collection of poetry pertaining to Persephone, the perennial queen of perdition. Margie has persevered in her quest to find a publisher to appreciate this great work.
Rich shared with us a poem about peace which he originally entered in a contest for INSPIRIT, the Literary Journal of Baughman Memorial United Methodist Church. Although he did not place among their winners, his poem will be appearing in their publication.
But, the most memorable moment of the evening was generated by our beloved president, Carol Causey, my new literary hero!
The truth is, no one really noticed when Carol wandered in. Perhaps it was because there was no flurry of apologies or excuses about traffic. She merely sat among us, as prophets often do.
As the discussion of publishers, web sites, and meeting places wound down to a lull, Carol said she would read to us the poem she had written, in the parking lot, before coming up to the meeting. It began quite simply, "Because I was late . . ."
My friends, I do not exaggerate when I say I think the universe itself stopped to listen as Carol read her poem. She spoke of a world re-discovered, where it's okay to stop and admire the grapes growing and not hurry the dog, because time doesn't matter when you're already late.
Here's to Carol, the siren of serenity, who knows the true meaning of "no wine before its time." Here's to you for reminding us that these are the lazy days of summer and it's best to stop fretting and let ourselves live. Perhaps, we may even find something to write about!
For the month of July, there will be no meeting at the ol' Rec Room. So, if you show up, we won't be there. The next meeting will be on August 21 at 7 PM . . . or . . . whatever time you can get there.
-Rita-
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Reflections on the Gene Pool
Greetings and Happy Father's Day,
It felt just a little eerie when I heard the news of Tim Russert's passing just a day after my plea for book titles about fathers. There is probably no better example of the power to inspire through writing.
In 2004, Tim's book,
Big Russ & Me Father and Son: Lessons of Life,
touched so many people, he felt the need to publish a second book a few years later.
Wisdom of Our Fathers Lessons and Letters from Daughters and Sons is a collection of letters and e-mails from the 60,000 readers who reacted to Big Russ & Me.
Whether your experience with your own father was good, bad, or non-existent, I believe we have all been affected by our fathers.
Below is the list of titles received for the question: If you wrote a book about your father, or about being a father, what would the title be?
The list is short but the titles speak volumes.
Between a Rock and a Hard Head
or
My Foundation - My Dad by Carol Causey
The Silent Samaritan by George Appelt
Baby Daddy by Ralph Bieber
A Mortal Hero: Portrait of a USCGC Campbell Survivor
or
The Voyage from Angry Seas to Mary's Place
by Margie Cullen
The Weary Dreamer by Rita Morrow
I hope your day is meaningful and I look forward to our gathering, once again, this Thursday.
-Rita-
It felt just a little eerie when I heard the news of Tim Russert's passing just a day after my plea for book titles about fathers. There is probably no better example of the power to inspire through writing.
In 2004, Tim's book,
Big Russ & Me Father and Son: Lessons of Life,
touched so many people, he felt the need to publish a second book a few years later.
Wisdom of Our Fathers Lessons and Letters from Daughters and Sons is a collection of letters and e-mails from the 60,000 readers who reacted to Big Russ & Me.
Whether your experience with your own father was good, bad, or non-existent, I believe we have all been affected by our fathers.
Below is the list of titles received for the question: If you wrote a book about your father, or about being a father, what would the title be?
The list is short but the titles speak volumes.
Between a Rock and a Hard Head
or
My Foundation - My Dad by Carol Causey
The Silent Samaritan by George Appelt
Baby Daddy by Ralph Bieber
A Mortal Hero: Portrait of a USCGC Campbell Survivor
or
The Voyage from Angry Seas to Mary's Place
by Margie Cullen
The Weary Dreamer by Rita Morrow
I hope your day is meaningful and I look forward to our gathering, once again, this Thursday.
-Rita-
Thursday, June 12, 2008
FATHERS KNOWN BEST
Greetings, fellow writers.
June's meeting is only one week away (the 19th) but I also wanted to remind you that Sunday is Father's Day.
What does the title of father mean to you?
If you wrote a book about your father, or about being a father, what would the title be?
On a recent episode, Ellen DeGeneres interviewed Usher, an R&B star known best for his songs about the "player's lifestyle". He talked about how becoming a father has changed his life.
His newest album, Here I Stand, reflects his newfound sense of responsibility to stand beside his wife and be a father who is there for his son. As an African-American man, he feels he can have a positive influence on a whole generation of fans.
Jim Nantz, CBS sportscaster, just published a book about his father entitled Always By My Side: A Father's Grace and a Sports Journey Unlike Any Other. His father has been suffering from Alzheimer's disease for the past thirteen years.
CBS Sunday Morning, this past week, included a tribute from Jim to his father. He said, "In purely financial terms, my father was not rich, but he had a portfolio that was overflowing with friendships. My dad was never famous but everyone he met remembers his smile, warmth, and kindness."
Such a description reminds me of one of CPWO's own "founding fathers", Charles W. Byrd. In his book, The Days of my Life, Charles gives "homage to many of the individuals who have touched my life" or, as he calls them, "soul-prints".
Many of the stories in his book speak of his role as a father. The very first story, however, is about the "life-shattering void" that he felt at a young age, when his own father died. He paints the picture of a boy spending hours sitting beside his father's grave, listening for his voice. In the end, he says, "my conversations with my beloved father enabled me to develop a stronger, more understanding relationship with the FATHER of us all."
As writers, whether it be the lyrics to a song, a tribute to a loved one, or simply the many stories that have made us who we are, we have the power, or perhaps even, the responsibility to inspire others.
So, if YOU wrote a book about your father, or about being a father, what would the title be?
Dare to share. -Rita-
P. S. Last month, we compiled a list of titles for Mother's Day. If you would like to participate in
this month's Father's Day list, send your title to prose-pros@hotmail.com by Saturday,
June 14, before midnight, and we will post it right here.
June's meeting is only one week away (the 19th) but I also wanted to remind you that Sunday is Father's Day.
What does the title of father mean to you?
If you wrote a book about your father, or about being a father, what would the title be?
On a recent episode, Ellen DeGeneres interviewed Usher, an R&B star known best for his songs about the "player's lifestyle". He talked about how becoming a father has changed his life.
His newest album, Here I Stand, reflects his newfound sense of responsibility to stand beside his wife and be a father who is there for his son. As an African-American man, he feels he can have a positive influence on a whole generation of fans.
Jim Nantz, CBS sportscaster, just published a book about his father entitled Always By My Side: A Father's Grace and a Sports Journey Unlike Any Other. His father has been suffering from Alzheimer's disease for the past thirteen years.
CBS Sunday Morning, this past week, included a tribute from Jim to his father. He said, "In purely financial terms, my father was not rich, but he had a portfolio that was overflowing with friendships. My dad was never famous but everyone he met remembers his smile, warmth, and kindness."
Such a description reminds me of one of CPWO's own "founding fathers", Charles W. Byrd. In his book, The Days of my Life, Charles gives "homage to many of the individuals who have touched my life" or, as he calls them, "soul-prints".
Many of the stories in his book speak of his role as a father. The very first story, however, is about the "life-shattering void" that he felt at a young age, when his own father died. He paints the picture of a boy spending hours sitting beside his father's grave, listening for his voice. In the end, he says, "my conversations with my beloved father enabled me to develop a stronger, more understanding relationship with the FATHER of us all."
As writers, whether it be the lyrics to a song, a tribute to a loved one, or simply the many stories that have made us who we are, we have the power, or perhaps even, the responsibility to inspire others.
So, if YOU wrote a book about your father, or about being a father, what would the title be?
Dare to share. -Rita-
P. S. Last month, we compiled a list of titles for Mother's Day. If you would like to participate in
this month's Father's Day list, send your title to prose-pros@hotmail.com by Saturday,
June 14, before midnight, and we will post it right here.
Monday, May 26, 2008
IT IS
It is sparkling in the eyes of a child as she waves her flag to the beat of the marching band.
It is glowing on the face of the young man with the bugle as his cheeks puff out to a familiar tune.
It is hanging from the windows and the porch posts and streaming from antennas of pickup trucks and motorcycles.
It is nestled in the arms of the families who have only a photo or a medal to hold on to.
It is what we sing about and fight about and have the right to write about.
It is a dream not yet perfected and a hope to keep alive.
It is up to each and every one of us or none of us survive.
-Rita
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
FINDING OUR SPACE
Greetings, fellow travelers in an ever-changing world . . .
This month, eleven writers found their way to our haven in the upper room.
The call to order came in the form of a question. "Does anyone object to Rich Barley becoming our vice president?"
There were no objections. Rich's first duty was to take over the meeting since Carol, our president, was late!
Several subjects needed to be discussed. Our usual space will not be available for the meeting in July. Meena is making arrangements for us to meet in the community room of her apartment complex near the Hershey Country Club. There will be food! Directions are to be posted, soon.
Details for our annual writers contest will also be posted soon. We would like to start accepting submissions in January of 2009. Give it some thought.
Membership dues are $15.00 and payable by the end of the year. What membership means is still evolving. It is up to all of us to define it. Further development of the web site will be a big part of the discussion. Please e-mail your suggestions and ideas.
Carol, who is happy to have such a capable vice president, read her monthly letter from the president to be posted on the web page. She had lots of thoughts on how we are adjusting to a rapidly changing world.
Meena announced that she has been given her own column in the Dauphin County Edition of 50plus Senior News! She will also be able to include her web site, www.tumbledowntales.com. If you haven't been to her site yet, go there. It's a nice place to visit.
A discussion began about making your presence known on the internet. Last month, Ralph Bieber and George Appelt attended a meeting of the Horror Writers Association, where much of the emphasis was on the importance of establishing your own space on the Web. Facebook is one option, but if you ever plan on having your own web site, now might be a good time to secure your domain name.
George, who was planning to attend a writers conference and make his pitch to an agent, told us of his adventures in creating a last minute web site. You can see the fantastic results of his efforts at www.georgerappeltjr.com.
Energy in the room was high as Mike Bender began reading a second installment to the short story he started last month. This set off a lively discussion on how to handle a deviation from reality, the importance of researching your subject, "how long should a short story be, anyway" and how to cut down on the number of words.
George also attempted to read an updated version of a short story from last month. The conversation continued. We decided to make an effort in future meetings to bring copies of what we plan to read, so comments can be written down and none of this good stuff gets wasted.
Ralph let us in on a top secret project, but if I tell you about it, one of his characters will have to kill ya.
As usual, Ed Guion came to our rescue. This time, with an enlightening poem. The subject was the Model A Shay which is a replica of the original Model A. Apparently, there's a whole club full of people who own them and Ed's poem will appear in the July/August edition of the club's publication.
Mostly, this month, we learned the value of having "a safe place to come and try things", as Rich defined our gathering.
Just as we come with different levels of writing ability, we are also finding ourselves in a world that requires us to overcome our varying degrees of intimidation when we face that great entity, the internet.
Be brave. You are not alone.
-Rita Morrow
Secretary CPWO
This month, eleven writers found their way to our haven in the upper room.
The call to order came in the form of a question. "Does anyone object to Rich Barley becoming our vice president?"
There were no objections. Rich's first duty was to take over the meeting since Carol, our president, was late!
Several subjects needed to be discussed. Our usual space will not be available for the meeting in July. Meena is making arrangements for us to meet in the community room of her apartment complex near the Hershey Country Club. There will be food! Directions are to be posted, soon.
Details for our annual writers contest will also be posted soon. We would like to start accepting submissions in January of 2009. Give it some thought.
Membership dues are $15.00 and payable by the end of the year. What membership means is still evolving. It is up to all of us to define it. Further development of the web site will be a big part of the discussion. Please e-mail your suggestions and ideas.
Carol, who is happy to have such a capable vice president, read her monthly letter from the president to be posted on the web page. She had lots of thoughts on how we are adjusting to a rapidly changing world.
Meena announced that she has been given her own column in the Dauphin County Edition of 50plus Senior News! She will also be able to include her web site, www.tumbledowntales.com. If you haven't been to her site yet, go there. It's a nice place to visit.
A discussion began about making your presence known on the internet. Last month, Ralph Bieber and George Appelt attended a meeting of the Horror Writers Association, where much of the emphasis was on the importance of establishing your own space on the Web. Facebook is one option, but if you ever plan on having your own web site, now might be a good time to secure your domain name.
George, who was planning to attend a writers conference and make his pitch to an agent, told us of his adventures in creating a last minute web site. You can see the fantastic results of his efforts at www.georgerappeltjr.com.
Energy in the room was high as Mike Bender began reading a second installment to the short story he started last month. This set off a lively discussion on how to handle a deviation from reality, the importance of researching your subject, "how long should a short story be, anyway" and how to cut down on the number of words.
George also attempted to read an updated version of a short story from last month. The conversation continued. We decided to make an effort in future meetings to bring copies of what we plan to read, so comments can be written down and none of this good stuff gets wasted.
Ralph let us in on a top secret project, but if I tell you about it, one of his characters will have to kill ya.
As usual, Ed Guion came to our rescue. This time, with an enlightening poem. The subject was the Model A Shay which is a replica of the original Model A. Apparently, there's a whole club full of people who own them and Ed's poem will appear in the July/August edition of the club's publication.
Mostly, this month, we learned the value of having "a safe place to come and try things", as Rich defined our gathering.
Just as we come with different levels of writing ability, we are also finding ourselves in a world that requires us to overcome our varying degrees of intimidation when we face that great entity, the internet.
Be brave. You are not alone.
-Rita Morrow
Secretary CPWO
Sunday, May 11, 2008
The Mother of All Titles
Greetings, Writers.
The question was:
If you wrote a book about your mother, what would the title be?
For some the answer came quickly,
for others it was agony.
Some said there was just no time,
others, just no interest.
'Tis the nature of the business.
The answer is:
A Quiet Strength by Rich Barley
When Crickets Sing by Margie Cullen
How to Raise a Motherless Child by Rita J. Morrow
O Mother, Where Art Thou? by Alice Rowan (Rita's sister)
She Named the Liesas Kudas Rozinante by Irena Rusenas
Superwoman by Todd Watson
Mother's Day is Like a Baseball Glove by Charlie Yordy
A Mother's Steadfast Love by Roselle Zubey
Please, God, Don't Let Me Be a Copy of Her by Carol Causey
Oh, My God! I am My Mother! (also by Carol... but as a mother)
1. Go Play in Traffic
2. All She Could, Everything She Knew: All for Us
3. Chasing Plates
4. Trusting My Grandfather's Daughter by Alison Beard, in four volumes
Hopefully we all thought a little bit about what a title means for a book. Ralph Bieber had a suggestion for a title . . . but it had to be censored. Probably would have sold a lot of books, though.
I hope you all have a good day. Thanks to all your mothers for getting you here! Hope to see you, soon.
~ Rita, Secretary, CPWO
@>--;--
The question was:
If you wrote a book about your mother, what would the title be?
For some the answer came quickly,
for others it was agony.
Some said there was just no time,
others, just no interest.
'Tis the nature of the business.
The answer is:
A Quiet Strength by Rich Barley
When Crickets Sing by Margie Cullen
How to Raise a Motherless Child by Rita J. Morrow
O Mother, Where Art Thou? by Alice Rowan (Rita's sister)
She Named the Liesas Kudas Rozinante by Irena Rusenas
Superwoman by Todd Watson
Mother's Day is Like a Baseball Glove by Charlie Yordy
A Mother's Steadfast Love by Roselle Zubey
Please, God, Don't Let Me Be a Copy of Her by Carol Causey
Oh, My God! I am My Mother! (also by Carol... but as a mother)
1. Go Play in Traffic
2. All She Could, Everything She Knew: All for Us
3. Chasing Plates
4. Trusting My Grandfather's Daughter by Alison Beard, in four volumes
Hopefully we all thought a little bit about what a title means for a book. Ralph Bieber had a suggestion for a title . . . but it had to be censored. Probably would have sold a lot of books, though.
I hope you all have a good day. Thanks to all your mothers for getting you here! Hope to see you, soon.
~ Rita, Secretary, CPWO
@>--;--
Saturday, May 10, 2008
COPY THIS...
As a community of writers, many of us, however wishful, do not depend soley on our creative abilities as a way to make a living. But, recently, it has been brought to my attention that there is a bit of legislation in the works which merits some consideration from us all.
The Orphan Works Act was originally introduced to Congress in 2006. An "orphan work" is a work that is protected by copyright but whose owner cannot be located. The Orphan Works Act is an attempt to regulate the outcome of potential situations which arise from the use of such works by others.
The 2006 version of the Orphan Works Act was not passed, largely due to the organized outcry of the creative community.
This year, there are two revised versions of the bill.
It seems to me, anyone who hopes to benefit from copyright laws, should be concerned with any attempts to change their future.
If you would like to further educate yourself, there are plenty of sites devoted to this issue.
John Keeley, an attorney who served as counsel to the Intellectual Property Subcommittee of the US House of Representatives Judiciary Committee, has a site set up to follow the progress of this legislation. http://www.orphanworks.net/
If you go to http://orphanworks.blogspot.com/, you will find an active blog set up by the Stock Artists Alliance with links to several other groups who are devoted to keeping discussion alive.
If you are interested in reading the actual bills, you can download them from http://www.georgesheldon.com/docs/The_Orphan_Works_Act_of_2008.pdf
and
http://www.georgesheldon.com/docs/The_Shawn_Bentley_Orphan_Works_Act_of_2008.pdf
Think about it. Talk about it. Pass it on... Rita, Secretary CPWO
The Orphan Works Act was originally introduced to Congress in 2006. An "orphan work" is a work that is protected by copyright but whose owner cannot be located. The Orphan Works Act is an attempt to regulate the outcome of potential situations which arise from the use of such works by others.
The 2006 version of the Orphan Works Act was not passed, largely due to the organized outcry of the creative community.
This year, there are two revised versions of the bill.
It seems to me, anyone who hopes to benefit from copyright laws, should be concerned with any attempts to change their future.
If you would like to further educate yourself, there are plenty of sites devoted to this issue.
John Keeley, an attorney who served as counsel to the Intellectual Property Subcommittee of the US House of Representatives Judiciary Committee, has a site set up to follow the progress of this legislation. http://www.orphanworks.net/
If you go to http://orphanworks.blogspot.com/, you will find an active blog set up by the Stock Artists Alliance with links to several other groups who are devoted to keeping discussion alive.
If you are interested in reading the actual bills, you can download them from http://www.georgesheldon.com/docs/The_Orphan_Works_Act_of_2008.pdf
and
http://www.georgesheldon.com/docs/The_Shawn_Bentley_Orphan_Works_Act_of_2008.pdf
Think about it. Talk about it. Pass it on... Rita, Secretary CPWO
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Murder, Mystery, and the Return of a Ghost
Greetings, fellow wielders of pen and keyboard!
Twelve writers converged at our meeting place this month.
Carol brought us to order with the reading of her newest Letter from the President.
We also did a bit of "spring cleaning" this month. We dicussed several issues which needed some attention, such as our annual writing contest, collection of membership dues, and where we are going to hold our meeting in July. Our usual meeting place will be otherwise occupied. Check back for more updates as we finalize the details.
With the tedious technicalities out of the way, the true business of our meeting was free to unfurl.
Charlie Yordy grabbed us unexpectedly and dragged us back to 1888. He took us to London's East End and spared nothing in his description of the murders attributed to a man named Jack.
Chilling.
George Appelt brought us back to the present with a few pages from a short story about two brothers who own a landscaping business. He took us inside the head of a man who is cultivating a bumper crop of bitterness and regret.
All this exploration of the darker side of humankind was indeed a fitting backdrop for an appearance by our long-lost celebrated author, Ralph Bieber. Better known as H. R. Howland, a ghost writing duo, he made us proud with the success of his first novel, Ashes. It was after the release of his second novel, The Epicure, that our friend seemed to drop out of sight.
Ralph informed us that he has since written the obituary of H. R. Howland and moved on. I say, rest in peace, dear H. R. And long live Ralph Bieber!
Mike Bender, Ralph's son-in-law, joined us. He read the beginning of his first novel. We were all moved by his depiction of a man rendered helpless at his dying wife's side.
Ed Guion broke the heaviness of the evening. He read to us from a greeting card he sent to his son to celebrate the completion of his PhD. (I didn't know PhD actually stands for "Piled higher and Deeper.") He also took us on a madcapped car trip in a story called Alaska Bound.
Keeping us in adventure mode, Todd Watson read about the Stourbridge Robbery Excursion. It's a short train ride complete with masked gunmen. He informed us on how to get the best snacks and where to hide your money from the bad guys.
Meena Thottam read an informative essay on how Christianity came to India, long before most people think. If you have any doubts, just look up St. Thomas.
Amber Buck took us to an intimate setting in a cabin with her Nanna. As a girl on the beginning of the journey of her life, she left us all thinking about our souls and how to keep them intact.
Rich Barley had good news about finding an editor to work with him on his latest project.
Since Ed just happened to bring his ukulele again, we decided to end the evening with a song. Everyone joined in on the chorus, "I'm goin' home, where my Labrador retriever waits for me."
Folks, it just don't get any better than this. Rita
Twelve writers converged at our meeting place this month.
Carol brought us to order with the reading of her newest Letter from the President.
We also did a bit of "spring cleaning" this month. We dicussed several issues which needed some attention, such as our annual writing contest, collection of membership dues, and where we are going to hold our meeting in July. Our usual meeting place will be otherwise occupied. Check back for more updates as we finalize the details.
With the tedious technicalities out of the way, the true business of our meeting was free to unfurl.
Charlie Yordy grabbed us unexpectedly and dragged us back to 1888. He took us to London's East End and spared nothing in his description of the murders attributed to a man named Jack.
Chilling.
George Appelt brought us back to the present with a few pages from a short story about two brothers who own a landscaping business. He took us inside the head of a man who is cultivating a bumper crop of bitterness and regret.
All this exploration of the darker side of humankind was indeed a fitting backdrop for an appearance by our long-lost celebrated author, Ralph Bieber. Better known as H. R. Howland, a ghost writing duo, he made us proud with the success of his first novel, Ashes. It was after the release of his second novel, The Epicure, that our friend seemed to drop out of sight.
Ralph informed us that he has since written the obituary of H. R. Howland and moved on. I say, rest in peace, dear H. R. And long live Ralph Bieber!
Mike Bender, Ralph's son-in-law, joined us. He read the beginning of his first novel. We were all moved by his depiction of a man rendered helpless at his dying wife's side.
Ed Guion broke the heaviness of the evening. He read to us from a greeting card he sent to his son to celebrate the completion of his PhD. (I didn't know PhD actually stands for "Piled higher and Deeper.") He also took us on a madcapped car trip in a story called Alaska Bound.
Keeping us in adventure mode, Todd Watson read about the Stourbridge Robbery Excursion. It's a short train ride complete with masked gunmen. He informed us on how to get the best snacks and where to hide your money from the bad guys.
Meena Thottam read an informative essay on how Christianity came to India, long before most people think. If you have any doubts, just look up St. Thomas.
Amber Buck took us to an intimate setting in a cabin with her Nanna. As a girl on the beginning of the journey of her life, she left us all thinking about our souls and how to keep them intact.
Rich Barley had good news about finding an editor to work with him on his latest project.
Since Ed just happened to bring his ukulele again, we decided to end the evening with a song. Everyone joined in on the chorus, "I'm goin' home, where my Labrador retriever waits for me."
Folks, it just don't get any better than this. Rita
Thursday, April 10, 2008
IMPORTANT DATES IN APRIL
Tuesday, April 15, 2008 Tax Day
Follow the rules. Be on time. Be accurate.
Thursday, April 17, 2008
CPWO Meeting, 7:00 pm
FOLLOW YOUR HEART.
Be there.
Be inspired.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008 Election Day
Follow your conscience. Be a good citizen. Be counted.
Monday, March 31, 2008
A Roomful of Talent
March's meeting had the energy of spring, with talent bursting forth from every corner. There were thirteen in attendance.
Carol Causey, our president, was back after a long winter season. (Her husband had surgery on his Achilles tendon, so you know she was busy.) She announced that she will be posting a Letter from the President each month on our website as a way of greeting those who find us here.
Meena Thottam was also back this month. Another one of her many stories, "Love When Snow is Falling," was published in the March issue of 50plus Senior News, Dauphin County Edition. She also read to us a celebration of Easter.
George Appelt, whom we have missed for several months, announced that he has finished his third novel. He read the first chapter to us.
George Sheldon, our co-founder, returned for the second month in a row. After listening to George Appelt, he could barely contain his enthusiasm. He had to declare, then and there, "George Appelt will be published!" He emphasized, though, that it is not just talent that will get him published, but the fact that he is so disciplined.
Another blast from the past has found her way back to us. Margie Cullen was an original charter member from 1985. She reminisced a bit about how much CPWO meant to her then, and expressed her happiness to have found that we are still here. I hope we can all grow together.
Rich Barley shared with us some frustration with his fictional character, Pastor Gerste. In 2006, Rich published a collection of his stories called Home to My Village. He has more material already written, but asked the group for some advice on the best way to present it. One of the advantages of a group like ours is you will not walk away without fresh ideas.
Alison Beard, who began attending our meetings just this year, read to us her first rejection letter. It's something to treasure, indeed.
Ed Guion brought his ukulele. After reading us a story about the assylum where he spent some of his childhood (not as a patient!), he entertained us with a song. The song was about a tomcat's unfortunate experience, from the cat's point of view.
The evening would not have been complete without the appearance of our very own Gary Gates. Ironically, at the beginning of the meeting, George Appelt and Carol told us they had just come from Borders where Gary's How to Speak Dutch-ified English, Wolume 2(Twoah), Adwanced Wersion was being prominently displayed.
It's a good thing we have such a large space in which to hold our meetings. Otherwise, I fear, so much talent could not have been contained in just one room. So, to our writers, well done. And keep it coming.
Rita J. Morrow, Secretary/Treasurer
Carol Causey, our president, was back after a long winter season. (Her husband had surgery on his Achilles tendon, so you know she was busy.) She announced that she will be posting a Letter from the President each month on our website as a way of greeting those who find us here.
Meena Thottam was also back this month. Another one of her many stories, "Love When Snow is Falling," was published in the March issue of 50plus Senior News, Dauphin County Edition. She also read to us a celebration of Easter.
George Appelt, whom we have missed for several months, announced that he has finished his third novel. He read the first chapter to us.
George Sheldon, our co-founder, returned for the second month in a row. After listening to George Appelt, he could barely contain his enthusiasm. He had to declare, then and there, "George Appelt will be published!" He emphasized, though, that it is not just talent that will get him published, but the fact that he is so disciplined.
Another blast from the past has found her way back to us. Margie Cullen was an original charter member from 1985. She reminisced a bit about how much CPWO meant to her then, and expressed her happiness to have found that we are still here. I hope we can all grow together.
Rich Barley shared with us some frustration with his fictional character, Pastor Gerste. In 2006, Rich published a collection of his stories called Home to My Village. He has more material already written, but asked the group for some advice on the best way to present it. One of the advantages of a group like ours is you will not walk away without fresh ideas.
Alison Beard, who began attending our meetings just this year, read to us her first rejection letter. It's something to treasure, indeed.
Ed Guion brought his ukulele. After reading us a story about the assylum where he spent some of his childhood (not as a patient!), he entertained us with a song. The song was about a tomcat's unfortunate experience, from the cat's point of view.
The evening would not have been complete without the appearance of our very own Gary Gates. Ironically, at the beginning of the meeting, George Appelt and Carol told us they had just come from Borders where Gary's How to Speak Dutch-ified English, Wolume 2(Twoah), Adwanced Wersion was being prominently displayed.
It's a good thing we have such a large space in which to hold our meetings. Otherwise, I fear, so much talent could not have been contained in just one room. So, to our writers, well done. And keep it coming.
Rita J. Morrow, Secretary/Treasurer
Thursday, March 13, 2008
March Meeting
This month's meeting will be on the first day of Spring!
What a perfect time to think about growing and blossoming.
Come, fellow writers. Come with your creative spirits and let's talk about growing. Let's talk about where we want to go and who we want to become. The energy is within us. The seeds have
been waiting for a little warmth and nourishment.
Come be a part of our garden.
See you, soon. Rita
What a perfect time to think about growing and blossoming.
Come, fellow writers. Come with your creative spirits and let's talk about growing. Let's talk about where we want to go and who we want to become. The energy is within us. The seeds have
been waiting for a little warmth and nourishment.
Come be a part of our garden.
See you, soon. Rita
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
February Meeting
Greetings Writers!
February's meeting was an interesting mix of old and new. There were seven in attendance.
Diane Hain entertained us with a colorful report on her participation in the "Celebrity" Milking Contest at the Farm Show. And her team won! She brought along her trophy... her very own galvanized milk pail.
Ed Guion has had several of his stories published in various magazines. We are proud. He read the story of how he fell in love with his wife, eventually, because of his love for a motorbike.
Todd Watson read the beginnings of a story about dealing with annoying neighbors... very sneaky.
Alison Beard, our newest member, read about three old bus tokens she wears on a necklace. She told us about her grandparents and the wealth of stories that need to be written. More to come.
Roselle Zubey, who hasn't been to a meeting since 2003, came to check us out. Welcome back! She read a touching story about aNew York Roselle
And talk about visitors from the past; our very own George Sheldon came to see how his old writers group is doing. It was George and his good friend Charles Byrd who created CPWO nearly 24 years ago.
If you want to know more about our humble beginnings, the history section of our website will be completed soon. You can also find out more about George and Charles by going to www.georgesheldon.com. But be patient... George just finished writing his 31st book and after he gets some rest, there could be much more to come.
Stay tuned, keep writing and remember our next meeting will be on the first day of SPRING! -Rita
www.centralpawriters.org
February's meeting was an interesting mix of old and new. There were seven in attendance.
Diane Hain entertained us with a colorful report on her participation in the "Celebrity" Milking Contest at the Farm Show. And her team won! She brought along her trophy... her very own galvanized milk pail.
Ed Guion has had several of his stories published in various magazines. We are proud. He read the story of how he fell in love with his wife, eventually, because of his love for a motorbike.
Alison Beard, our newest member, read about three old bus tokens she wears on a necklace. She told us about her grandparents and the wealth of stories that need to be written. More to come.
Roselle Zubey, who hasn't been to a meeting since 2003, came to check us out. Welcome back! She read a touching story about a
And talk about visitors from the past; our very own George Sheldon came to see how his old writers group is doing. It was George and his good friend Charles Byrd who created CPWO nearly 24 years ago.
If you want to know more about our humble beginnings, the history section of our website will be completed soon. You can also find out more about George and Charles by going to www.georgesheldon.com. But be patient... George just finished writing his 31st book and after he gets some rest, there could be much more to come.
Stay tuned, keep writing and remember our next meeting will be on the first day of SPRING! -Rita
www.centralpawriters.org
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