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

Accepting what is to come

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

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.

 






 



Friday, November 7, 2025

Why Do You Write?

"I love writing. I love the swirl and swing of words as they tangle with human emotions.” – James A. Michener


When I speak with writers, I find that most of them began to love writing as soon as they received their first paper and pencils for school.

When did you fall in love with writing?
By the time I was in fourth grade, I had several spiral notebooks filled with my stories. I built myself a platform in the chinaberry tree in our backyard so I could sit up there among the birds, hidden by the limbs and leaves. I guess you could call that my first writing studio.





I remember looking out on the
green pastures of summer, seeing cattle grazing and feeling the slight breeze moving through the tree top.

Since I dreamed of having my own horse some day, my stories always included a horse that was beautiful and that loved me. Many young girls fall in love with horses at a young age. Some people say horses are wonderful for girls between toys and boys. But my love for horses never left me. I read all of the books on horses, and especially loved The Black Stallion books.

Today, if you visited me you would find a painting of the horse I finally owned after I finished college. I loved her so much and she lived to be 32 years old. On shelves you would see figures of horses heads and full body forms. On the mantel is a photo of Barry, my husband, on one of the horses he owned. He learned to enjoy horses after we married.

Horses and writing were my hobbies when I was a child and continued until I no longer had a horse and writing became more than a hobby. Like many women I know today, I decided I wanted to be a writer after seeing the movie Little Women. Jo March inspired me.

But I didn't tell anyone I wanted to be a writer. I felt my brothers would laugh and tease me and I would not dare share my writng with any one of them. When I was in college, I shared a poem I wrote with my sister, June. It was free verse because that was what English teachers taught at the time. June would never hurrt my feelings, but she had learned poems by the old masters, rhyming poems, and she didn't really enjoy my poe try. Neither did my other sister. I loved the rhyming poetry, especially Robert Frost, and I loved hearing Max and Ray, my brothers, recite Edgar Allen Poe's The Raven and many other poems they memorized in school.

I kept secretly writing poetry, short stories, and non-fiction tales about people I knew. I kept a private diary and I have to smile when I now read the pages of a college girl in the 1960s, who poured out her heart about the boys she liked, the ones she wanted to love but didn't, and how hard it was to deal with being a grown up in the world.

I think writing saved me from falling into deep depression several times when I was in college. My closest friend at the University of Georgia was my sister and she had a busy life.

She didn't really like school, but she joined the Modern Dance Group
and loved it. So I held my feelings in except when late at night, they flowed out on my journal pages where no one else would read them.

Now in my new stage of life when I am often alone, I write again.
I teach and enjoy reading the stories written by my  students. I am glad I have learned from knowledgeable teachers in North Carolina and north Georgia for the past thirty years and I can help beginning and intermediate writers get past those roadblocks that pop up when you first start to write for others to read.

It seems to me that writers are more curious than other people. Writers are extra sensitive to their surroundings, to the people in their lives, and often more intuitive.

I always want to know the story about the person, about the situation, why and how things happened. Everyone has a unique story and when we write our stories we often develop a new perspective on what happened. As we age, mining our memories opens our eyes to what happened, not just what we thought happened.

If I were teaching in elementary school today, I would make sure my students learned to write. Not to prepare them for being a best-selling author, although they could. But when we pour out our thoughts and feelings on paper, it is therapy for us. It helps clear our minds in a good way. Often it cures our anxiety, our fears, and creates a clearer picture of our world.

Have a lovely Autumn here in the USA or wherever you live, enjoy every day because they are precious.

Leave a comment and tell me when you began writing or if you want to be a writer.
Write on!


Sunday, October 26, 2025

Too Long on the Diving Board




Lake Chatuge in North Carolina


DIVING BOARD

You've been up on that diving board

Making sure that it's nice and straight.

You've made sure that it's not too slick.

You've made sure it can stand the weight.

You've made sure that the spring is tight.

You've made sure that the cloth won't slip.

You've made sure it bounces right.

And that your toes can get a grip- -

And you've been up there since half past five

Doing everything ... but DIVE.

              — Shel Silverstein

This poem calls to me. Although I moved to the city a year ago, I have been living, in my mind, in my mountain community in North Carolina with good friends where I spent the past 30 years. My heart has been there, but my body has been here.

I finally decided it was time to DIVE. 

I am resigning as Program Coordinator for NCWN-WEST at the end of this year. I am beginning a new life here and will find more ways to meet people. I am a people person. I thrive on the energy of others.
I will continue to teach writing online several times a year. But there is more I want to learn so I will take classes at the Roswell Adult Learning Center in Roswell and I will continue to take online classes. I hope to write more poems and work on my own memoir.



Monday, October 13, 2025

Writing classes Register Now

Registration October 8 - 20, 2025
Classes are taught via Zoom - Register to receive your invitation to participate. The invitation to Zoom will be sent after registration.



Contact gcbmountaingirl@gmail.com for registration information.

We will discuss how to decide what to write, how to write it so that it will resonate with your readers, and how to organize these stories.
We will write short informative, entertaining, and enlightening pieces each week in this class.



Glenda Council Beall
Use Your Photos to Write Your True Stories
Online with Zoom

Tuesdays OCT 21- 28, NOV 4, 11
6:00 PM - 8:00 PM

Fee: $45.00


Using photos, pictures and objects to spark memories, draw readers in by using sensory images, and create details that make your memories come alive.
The invitation to Zoom will be sent after registration.

There are reasons why certain memories stay with us. We don’t remember everything that has happened in our lives, but we remember those things that made a difference.

We all have unique life stories.
Yesterday, an older woman said to me, "I wish I had asked more questions. I wish I knew more about my parents' lives."

What are the places, who are the characters, friends and family, teachers, and others you remember who have helped make you the person you are today?

Learn when and how to use dialogue. Students are given prompts that bring forth memories. The instructor will read and offer individual suggestions and comments to improve clarity and strength.

Our classes are small, and non-competitive. Everyone is encouraged as we discuss what we like about the work being read. Students learn from each other as well as from the instructor.

Classes are for beginning and intermediate writers, published or non-published.


About the Instructor:



Glenda is a capable, empathic, and insightful writing teacher, who creates and sustains a safe, warm space for students to learn and become successful writers.

Glenda creates a comfortable setting where students share their writing with others. She firmly believes in encouragement and sensitivity when helping writers improve their work.

Writers Circle Around the Table, Glenda's writing studio which she opened in her home in Hayesville, NC, after her husband passed away, continued for ten years. Now she continues her classes online using Zoom. She no longer lives in the mountains, but is still very involved with the NC Writers' Network - West.



Tuesday, September 30, 2025

Eight Nights at The Harris Hotel by Celia Miles

Congratulations to a wonderful author and dear friend, Celia Miles, on the publication of a new one that I look forward to reading.  She will have a book signing next month. It's in conjunction with the cover artist who is the gallery's Artist of the Month; 




Mrs. Wheeler, a rich elderly widow, arrives at The Harris Hotel, on the Hebridean island Lewis and Harris off the Scottish coast.

There her memories of a dust bowl youth, military service, Chicago’s business and art venues, along with multiple marriage interweave with a guest’s murder.

With the help of her young aide from the island, Mrs. Wheeler is determined to solve the crime … even when experience and innocence are sometimes at odds.

“Mrs. Wheeler is not an especially lovable character—rich, used to being in charge—but she is capable of depth under her commercial façade,” Miles says. “Her young attendant is told to ‘obey, not to question’, but in trying to solve a murder at the hotel they begin to understand each other, if not always agreeing. They find they have a similar past and that they do what has to be done to manage.”

Read a Review from The Laurel of Asheville

Read an indepth interview with Celia Miles on Netwest Writers.