So not only did you teach me about writing memoir, you also taught me about reading and thinking about how others write memoir. Thank you so much! Rebecca

Acceptance

You can’t change the direction of the wind, but you can adjust your sails.

Thursday, May 28, 2026

Stories are Medicine

I like the quote above. 

I think our stories are often healing for the writer and for readers


In my memoir classes, I hear stories about hardship, pain, and loneliness. Pat Conroy, the popular novelist  wrote about his family, the abusive father who was a highly respected Marine.
Conroy, who wrote about his feelings when he was young and witnessed his dad fighting and almost killing his mother, said he thought all families were like his own. He didn't report the abuse because he thought it was normal.

Although his books were written as novels, I wonder if they aren't autobiographical fiction. I am trying my hand at writing my true stories as fiction. How do I do that? Changing the names and places, adding my own thoughts as my character's words.

It is said that all writers, whether they write fiction or nonfiction, take experiences from their own lives and give them to people in their books.
That is what Pat Conroy did, I believe. His books are deep and involved because his characters are based on real people with real problems. He said, "I write about what I know."

It seems that many, many people grew up in dysfunctional homes--some with addiction issues and some with parents who suffered from mental illness. The writer feels a release when writing these stories, stories he/she would never talk about. They would not shame their family or themselves by talking openly about abusive parents.

But when the stories are written with reflections on how they felt at the time and what they experienced as children, helpless to fix the problems, the writers feel as if they have opened a box — long shut and locked — and freed the feelings they have harbored.

Readers can open their closed box as well. They are no longer alone with the painful secrets hidden deep inside. When we share with others through writing, we offer medicine for the heart, soul, and mind without a doctor's prescription. Writers are indeed healers, and their stories bring medicine to the world.


Friday, May 8, 2026

Write about your life with Glenda

Writing Your Stories

Ready to gain confidence as a writer and tell your true stories? This course is for you!

Join Glenda Beall as she teaches memoir writing classes on Zoom.

Thursdays, June 4 – 18, 6:00 – 8:00 PM

Becoming a storyteller requires skill and craft, such as creating scenes, developing characters, creating a story arc, and other elements common to novel writing and story creation. And for memoirists there is another element: the psychological and emotional feelings of exposure—exploring your truths, worrying about your family’s reaction if they read your memoir, and the inner critic that delivers all the reasons why you shouldn’t be writing your story!

Who Should Attend this Memoir Writing Course?

The course is intended for beginning and intermediate memoir writers and will provide a safe place to write with confidence to tell your truth.

Whether you’re just getting started or if you have been writing for a while, you will discover essential tactics for writing better memoir—true stories that readers don’t want to put down or want to share with friends.

Students learn from each other as they share their writing each week in class and from the instructor as she reads your work and offers suggestions.


Fee: $40.00 for three 2-hour classes
Contact me at: gcbmountaingirl@gmail.com for information on how to register 
Put Writing Class in the subject of your email.




Tuesday, February 24, 2026

A Strong Woman, my mother

Life is not what one lived, but what one remembers and how one remembers it in order to recount it. Gabriel Garcia Marquez

I come from a long line of strong women on both sides of my family, and I am writing about them.


I can start with my mother, Lois Robison Council, who bore seven children at home. She raised all of them using home remedies for almost all of their illnesses. One of her sons was hospitalized for a burst appendix, and another son had back surgery because of an injury incurred when he was in the Navy. For normal illnesses, she believed in letting your body heal itself. We only went to the doctor for major illnesses.

She used some over-the-counter meds when they were called for. Castor Oil and Grove's Chill Tonic were two favorites. The tonic was created by the same man who built the Grove Park Inn in Asheville. And we could not have made it without Watkins Liniment or Vicks Salve, now called Vicks VapoRub. We didn't have Alka-Seltzer or Tums. For tummy troubles, we took a teaspoon of Baking Soda in a glass of water. It still works well.

Mother saved my sister's life when the baby suffered from pneumonia. At that time, there were no antibiotics. Doctors gave up on my sister. But Mother decided to try a home-made method as a desperate last attempt. 

She made a tar and tallow plaster that she placed on Gay's chest. As neighbors sat with her, Mother tried to prepare to lose her precious child. When everyone had given up, the woman holding my baby sister said, "Miz Council, I believe her fever has broke."
My sister is alive today and very healthy.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

A tar and tallow plaster (or salve) is a traditional home remedy primarily used to draw out infections and relieve respiratory congestion. Historically, it combines pine tar for its antiseptic properties with tallow (rendered animal fat) as a soothing carrier that mimics the skin's natural oils. 
Respiratory Relief
For a sick person suffering from a deep cough, flu, or cold, a tar and tallow mixture is often applied as a chest poultice.
  • Chest Congestion: Tallow acts as a base to keep the chest warm, helping loosen mucus and soothe persistent coughing.
  • Warm Application: In traditional practice, the mixture is spread on a cloth, warmed, and placed on the chest to improve circulation and clear breathing.
  • Preventative Care: Historically, it was used to keep a severe cold or deep cough from progressing into more serious conditions like pneumonia






Monday, February 23, 2026

I am glad to see Scott Owens, poet, is back online with a website and blog.


I remember when I first met Scott. I had read some of his poetry on the Dead Mule School of Southern Literature site. I liked his work, so I contacted him and asked if I might publish his poetry on our NCWN-West blog.
He agreed, and from then on we were friends. He came to Western NC every year and taught poetry classes. He taught a great class last year in Hiawassee, Georgia. All of us in the class learned more about writing poetry, and we had a good time while learning. 

Scott has published over 20 poetry books, including a poetry book for children. He also did a Meet and Greet and answered questions about himself and poetry for NCWN-West. Everyone enjoyed that event. 

Friday, January 9, 2026

Fall and Christmas Poems and Stories by Old Mountain Press

FALL FOR YOU -A Poetry and Prose Anthology, the most recent anthology by Old Mountain Press, is filled with poems and short prose from many writers I have known for years. I also discovered writers I will remember. This anthology is one of Tom Davis's best. I am honored to have a poem among those included here.

 

Tom Davis creates beautiful covers  

This book makes a great gift for anyone who enjoys poetry or short prose. The theme is Fall and Christmas, and includes subjects during that time of year. My Poem is November Evening.

The poem, I Never Played Mary, by Carroll Taylor fits the Christmas season perfectly. The last verse is lovely. Made me read the poem again.

Donna Beal, Brenda Kay Ledford, Mary Ricketson, Sandy Benson, Linda Gifford, and Debbie Hooper, among other members of NCWN-West are published in this book.

I enjoyed the one-page prose pieces. The Christmas Doll by Nancy Sales Cash reminded me of my own childhood. 

On pages 44 and 45, David Plunkett, novelist and poet, wrote Dying Tree, and Roswell, GA resident, Alan Frutchey's poem is Fall's Face. 

At My Mother-in-law's Kitchen Window, for Mom, by Kerri Habben Bosman, brought a tear to my eye. I don't personally know this poet, but this poem brings lots of emotion to the surface. 

FAll For You was nominated for the Pushcart Prize LI

Many thanks to Tom Davis for publishing these anthologies and sharing the work of beginning writers as well as poetry by Poet Laureates.






Wednesday, January 7, 2026

Register for Writing Class

Zoom Writing Classes 

Write your true stories for family or for publication
Feb 10,17,24  March 3
Tuesdays, 6 - 8 PM EST


Contact information


$30 for four classes online -  Zoom

$35 for membership in ICL - the INSTITUTE FOR CONTINUING LEARNING 

Pay membership fee at https://www.iclyhc.org/Join-ICL

Pay the course fee at  https://www.iclyhc.org/event-6446711

Glenda Beall sitting at the desk of Pat Conroy


Friday, November 28, 2025

Writing classes 2026 Save the Date


2026 Classes on Zoom

Must join or be a member of ICL

Classes are posted on https://www.iclyhc.org/event-6446711

Instructor: Glenda C. Beall, published author and poet,  experienced teacher 

Writing Your Life Stories for Your Family or for Publication


Tuesdays, February 10, 17, 24, March 3,

6:00 - 8:00 PM
Zoom link will be sent after registration

Our life stories are a precious legacy. Putting them in writing is a gift to all who know and love us—they can be treasured and enjoyed for generations to come. 

Facts bring us knowledge, but stories bring us wisdom.

If you are interested in writing family/personal life stories – those significant tales of adventure, transition, love, loss, and triumph, as well as the lovely everyday moments shared with loved ones from the past or the present, come learn specific tools and techniques to retrieve and record them.

  • Students will write a short piece each week and share it with the class.
  • Each student receives individual attention from the instructor.


Sunday, November 23, 2025

Old Mountain Press In the Yard II



Once again I am pleased to see so many poets and writers of short fiction included in Old Mountain Press anthology In the Yard II.
I want to include some other poems from this book soon.

My poem, on page 4, was written many years ago while visiting the Rocky Mountains in British Columbia, Canada. We saw many wild animals on this trip and the Elk seemed to be everywhere. 

Canadian Rockies in October

          By Glenda Council Beall 

Beware. Elk are mating, we’re told.

A child is dead, sent by his father to pose

for a photo with an elk on the courthouse grounds.

 

Glacier fed lakes abound among

snow-covered peaks. We walk on

Athabasca Glacier, drink glacier water

 

so cold it numbs the lips.

We hang our hats for several days

in a cabin in Jasper, B.C.

 

A bull elk with huge rack, grazes

outside our door. He won’t be driven

away. He lies down and holds us captive. 

 

A green truck appears in the gathering dusk.

A forest ranger wielding a hockey stick

laden with plastic streamers shakes it overhead.

 

The bull bolts into the dark forest, afraid of anything

taller than himself.