Storytelling at YHC, Young Harris, Georgia

I heard this is an event that everyone enjoys. I hope to go this year. A Message from storytelling@yhc.edu: Greetings, friends, Are you ready for the 2017 Georgia Mountain Storytelling Festival? It will be here in a month! We have a terrific schedule packed with storytelling sessions and workshops. You can see a draft of the schedule online at www.yhc.edu/storytelling or at our ticket site:  http://2017gmsf.eventbrite,com. We also have some special events new to the festival this year, including an open mic hour for anyone who wants to sign up to tell a story (and possibly win a prize). A session on the life and works of Byron Herbert Reece put on by the Byron Herbert Reece Society History's Alive presentation by Sheila Arnold Jones, one of our featured tellers. Sheila will give us an inside look at the early twentieth century through the eyes of famed African American author and folklorist Zora Neale Hurston.  We're expanding our children't programming this year too with special stories and a workshop for the young and young at heart, a puppet show by the Mountain Regional Puppet Company, and a musical story (Kim Maerkl's "The Snake Charmer") presented in conjunction with the YHC Clarinet Summit. There's much to enjoy, and we hope you can join us. If you haven't already purchased your tickets, early-bird ticket discounts end at midnight tonight: http://2017gmsf.eventbrite.com. If you're looking for a hotel, the Ridges Resort (5 minutes from the festival) is offering a discount on rooms; their rate is $99 per night plus taxes and fees.The manager says, "Please ask guests to call 888-834-4409 and state they are with the GA Mtn Storytelling Festival.  Once they do, then the reservationist will be able to give them the rate quoted."  There is a Holiday Inn Express and Suites in Hiawassee,  GA,  which is 10 minutes from the venue. This is a good option. You might also consider the Comfort Inn in Blairsville, GA (10 minutes from the festival venue in the other direction). We hope to see you in a month for two glorious days of storytelling!

Writing Class scheduled for June

I have been asked to teach a writing class this summer at my studio. I have given it a lot of thought and decided I could do an eight  hour course over four weeks.

Tuesdays work best for me, so I will hold a class from 2:00 p.m. - 4:00 p.m. on Tuesdays, June 6 - June 27. 

In this class  we will write fiction or nonfiction, short stories or memoir, and discuss how  to write work that readers want to  read. We want our work to be entertaining and enjoyable. Nonfiction should be enlightening as well. We will learn how to do this. We will have  homework to bring to class to read and get feedback. Those who have taken my classes before know how much they enjoy the classes and how much they  learn. 

If you think you would  be interested in this class, let me know by email: gbmountaingirl@gmail.com

I try to  keep fees very reasonable. Fee for  this class is $35.00 

Minimum for class is five students.

Don't miss this writers conference in western NC

A Day for Writers - May 6, 2017 -
Jackson County Public Library, Sylva, NC
co-sponsored by the  library and the NCWN-West

A one day writing conference for writers of fiction, nonfiction, poetry, children's literature, and anyone who wants to publish their writing. 
Visit: www.netwestwriters.blogspot.com to learn more.

Click on this page with the Schedule for a Day for Writers. 

Look for the Registration Form on the sidebar under Pages. Copy and print this form. Complete and follow directions on the form. 

Outstanding presenters:
Terry Kay - award winning author whose books have been made into movies
Kathryn Stripling Byer - First woman poet laureate of NC and author of many books.
Gary Carden - playwright, storyteller, author 
Catherine Carter - poet and educator
Deanna Klingel - writer of books for young people
Tara Lynne Groth - writer, teacher, and expert on promoting your work online
Glenda Council Beall - writer, poet and teacher

Paul Donovan , writer and poet, and my good friend

I am very sad today. My good friend, Paul Donovan, has  passed away. To those who received my email last night, there will not be a gathering at Parson's Pub  in Murphy today.

Paul was one of the most loyal members of our writing community and NCWN-West. He held a writing contest for many years for high school students in Cherokee County, NC. He served as our Cherokee County Representative and brought us  all together at ShoeBooties for readings each month. Like our present Writers Night Out, those were social gatherings as well.

Mary Ricketson, present Cherokee County Rep, told Paul about Reiki and how it might help him with his back pain, etc. That changed his life. He studied Reiki and became a Reiki Master. Soon he was teaching others, including my sister Gay. When Barry, my husband, was sick, Paul came out to our house and gave Barry Reiki treatments. He would not charge me for them.

He published his poetry in journals and in a book. I will post some of his poetry  here later. Paul took a couple of my memoir classes and wrote delightful stories of growing up in an Irish neighborhood in Pennsylvania. He made  some trips to Ireland and told me he would like to  live there. His stories about that country made me think I would like to live there also.,

He adored his beautiful wife, Ann, and my heart hurts for her today. Once again, I feel that life is too short and ends too suddenly. 

Gandi  said, "My life is my message." 

Paul has left us a good message by the way he lived his life. Be kind and generous, enjoy life and  love others. Persevere even when life is  difficult. And love dogs. He and I had great conversations about our dogs.

If only we all could live such a life.

The making of a Writers Conference

We have had some unseasonal weather, warm and almost spring-like, but maybe more snow on Sunday.

It is good weather for working indoors. Between de-cluttering or downsizing I have been busy for months working on the NCWN-West writers conference, A Day for Writers.

This one day conference will be chock-full of interesting information for writers. We have two headliners: Terry Kay, award-winning author of 17 novels who will  talk in two sessions on writing fiction. Visit his website to see what this man has done in his life. He has had a phenomenal career. Three of his books were made into movies by the Hallmark channel. 

Kathryn Stripling Byer is our other headliner. She is not only an outstanding poet, she is the first woman to be selected as Poet Laureate of North Carolina. Read about her achievements and on her website. 

Putting together a conference like this takes hours of time and it doesn't happen quickly. I enlisted some of our members of NCWN-West for ideas. They were helpful. My job then was to contact people, see if they were interested in coming and make them an offer I hoped they would accept. 

Some writers and poets volunteered to speak and some I contacted said they could not come for one reason or another. One of the novelists never responded to my e-mail. 

I am lucky that over the past twenty years working with our writing group in volunteer positions and as Program Coordinator, I met many, many writers. Some of them write children's books, some speak and teach freelance writing, and some are playwrights. I contacted the writers I thought would do a good job for us at our conference. I am very happy that we will have Deanna Klingel, Tara Lynne Groth, and storyteller, folklorist, and playwright, Gary Cardin on our program. 

Catherine Carter, outstanding poet and professor at Western Carolina University, is one of  our presenters, and she has been extremely helpful to me in planning this conference. Catherine's poetry is well-published and highly praised. Her books will be for sale at the conference, as will those of all our presenters. 

Few people realize the time it takes to organize and gather good presenters for a conference. Once I had the  names of those on the program, I had to figure out a schedule for the day. I also figure the budget and hope we have enough registrants to take care of our costs. 

With the  help of Joan Gage we have begun publicity on www.netwestwriters.blogspot.com 

Our news about A Day for Writers will be published on our blog. 

Although the conference is five months away, all the details must be ready to publish soon so people can put this date on their calendars. My job includes finding volunteers who will help with registration, collect brochures, fill packets, alphabetize them with name tags to hand out the morning of the conference. We will need a volunteer to take charge of lunch, coffee all day  and pastries in the morning. So much goes on behind the scenes while we hope those attending have all they need to make their day as perfect as possible. 

Can we protect the Arts?

Today I sent a request to the representatives and senators in North Carolina to vote against the new administration's supposed plans to cut funding for the arts. When Congress cuts funding to the National Endowment for the Arts, that cut trickles down to the states and the lack of grants and funds to support writers, visual artists, theater and music.

I know how important the arts are to children and to adults. Our state Arts organizations are funded by the national organization. Our NC Arts Association sends artists into schools so that children, even in rural areas like Hayesville, NC, can be taught and experience poetry or other arts by a professional writer, musician, or painter. How I would have enjoyed that as a  child.

I wanted to be a writer but I never met a real writer -- someone who published their work. Although I had an english teacher who suggested I submit a poem to a magazine, that was as far as it went. I had no one to encourage my education in writing. We met with a music teacher every few weeks. Mrs. Perry went from one elementary school to another where she played piano and taught us songs. We had no school theater for those who wanted to become actors or screenwriters.

When I hear about the opportunities for children to express their artistic talent today, I am thrilled for them. Our local schools offer a chance to learn how to  throw pots and the kids can be taught by a real potter. Poetry contests are held for students in NC whether in rural schools or city schools. All of these opportunities come from Arts funding to our schools. Our literary organization, NCWN-West often sponsors writing contests for students as well as adults. We are a non-profit and our parent organization, North Carolina Writers' Network, is partially funded by the NC Arts. 

I urge everyone who reads this post to contact your representatives in Congress and demand they not cut funding for the Arts. Support the Endowment for the Arts. If our country becomes only about corporations and big business with no thought to those people who bring us the joys of music and art, books to  read and plays to see, we will be a sad country indeed. 

Snow is beautiful at my house today.

We awoke to a lovely winter wonderland this morning. While many were without power today, I was fortunate and am warm in my house. Lexie, my buddy, saw her first snow today. She barked at it. Later when she went outside and walked in it, she turned right around and hurried inside. Today is a day for Pee-pads I think. She is not fond of cold weather and certainly not fond of getting her tiny feet wet and cold. If I thought she wanted to go out, I would dress her in a warm sweater, but she is going to stay inside, just as I am today.

Flower pot is wearing a hat of snow.

I ventured out to take a few photos to share with my friends, my readers and my family. The view above is the woods on the east side of my house. The mountains in the distance I can see from my living room window.

In far mountain range you can see Brasstown Bald, the highest point in Georgia

From my dining room, I look out on my upper deck and in the distance I see a couple of mountain ranges. In the far range I see the top of Brasstown Bald in north Georgia. I live only a few miles from the Georgia/North Carolina border. Brasstown Bald is south of me. 

Better picture of Brasstown Bald from my deck

In this picture, I zoomed in to get a little better picture of Brasstown Bald. You can recognize it by the tower that perches on the peak. My little camera doesn't do such a good job.

Soft snow - I love it

In the above picture, I am looking down on my side yard which is fenced for my pets. My little Lexie would get lost in snow that deep. The railing in front is my upper deck. 

Looking down my driveway 

From my upper deck you can see how much snow we have on the railing

This shot was taken earlier this morning. I was trying to show how much snow we received last night. Later in the morning after the sun had been out for awhile, a large chunk slid off the roof onto my deck. Scared little Lexie with the noise. I made sure she didn't go out there again. If that had fallen on her, she would be gone from this world. 

Home after the snow

I did not get out in the snow today. I don't need to take a chance on falling. This picture was made last year after much of the snow had melted. I love my woods in the snow. I am grateful I had no power outages and no falling trees. 

I hope my friends who were affected by this snow storm had no damages and no inconveniences. I am grateful I can stay inside and have all I need right here. 

What topics for writing are hiding inside your closets, drawers, boxes in your home?

The dreary, dark days of winter can be a blessing for writers or it can dim creative inspiration. Today is a dark day with warnings of snow this weekend. I  have my essentials for spending a few days in hibernation. For many years the gray days of winter depressed me, but this year I am enjoying my stillness, my solitude at home with my buddy, Lexie, sleeping in front of the heater. I might take a nap myself, later.

Earlier today I was motivated to submit some poems for publication and that prompted me to revise some poetry. It is too easy to let our writing slide down the scale of importance during the holidays and during the dismal days of winter. But don't let that happen. Use this time to go through old photographs, albums, files of clippings we have saved to find topics on which to write. 

No matter what your genre, you might need something to prompt an idea. I use my winter days to clean out and de-clutter my closets, desk drawers, and kitchen. Often objects I see or discard bring back a memory of something or someone I could write about. An old beer can opener reminded me of the time Barry and Stu bought some beer cheese for a picnic in the mountains. They assumed that since they liked beer, they would love beer cheese. NOT. The beer cheese smelled so bad, neither of them wanted to taste it. That odor had permeated the entire trunk of the car. We laughed and laughed. Barry and Stu made more jokes about the cheese and we still laugh about that day.

Yesterday, while culling old Christmas Cards I had saved, I came across notes and letters from friends who live far away. Bill, from California, has been a friend for many years. He and his twin sister were in high school when Barry and I stayed at his home while his parents went away on a trip. Bill likes to refer to us as his baby sitters.

Bill's yearly notes included his memories of working at Zoellner Music with Barry, moving pianos on Christmas Eve, when Barry and I were in our twenties. Later at my family's business, Hercules Bumpers in Pelham, GA. Barry worked in sales and Bill, after going to college, came to work in sales also. Barry trained Bill and Bill became an excellent salesperson for Hercules Bumpers down in New Orleans. Bill introduced me to eating crawfish and sucking the heads. Ugh!

I had some good laughs reading Bill's Christmas notes from many years ago, but some of those cards included bad news. His delightful mother died and left her husband, Wotan, sad and alone. Years later Bill lost Wotan, and sent us a magazine in which his stepfather, the violinist, was featured. In his nineties, he played the classical pieces he first learned when he was four or five  years old. He enjoyed playing for his friends at the assisted living facility where he recided when he died.  

I think I will write about Barry and Wotan and Bill, an interesting relationship that lasted for years after their working together ended.

What might you find in your house that will motivate you to write? A book or a movie? A video of a special event? Use what is in your house, in your drawers or closets to find your topic.