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.

Sunday, November 6, 2022

I Have Been Reading These Books

Books I recommend:
I have been reading a book by a Southern writer, Bill Lightle, who grew up in my hometown of Albany, Georgia, and witnessed racism for the first time when his family moved there from a small all-white town in the mid-west.



He was witness to those early days of school integration when white people, who feared what their lives would become if their children had to interact with Black children, did all in their power to stop the process ordered by the Federal Government. Bill, as I did, experienced the upheaval in southwest Georgia and later in his work as a reporter for the Albany Herald Newspaper when the races clashed. 

He goes on in his book to show how race has been a large compelling factor in all politics in the deep south. Although Bill is recalling history, this is a timely book because the run for governor at this time in 2022, is between a white man, a Republican, and a Black Woman, a Democrat. Their values and ideas for the state are very different. 
This writer keeps you glued to the pages of this nonfiction book because Bill Lightle is a good storyteller and that makes a good book.


Another book I am enjoying at this time is a John Grisham novel, The Boys from Biloxi about the growth of underworld crime along the coast of Mississippi a few years ago.



The main characters are two boys who grew up together doing what teenage boys do. But their lives took drastic turns as one became a lawyer who planned to clean up the Biloxi coast where gambling, prostitution, and drug use had become the norm. The other boy was the son of a major crime boss who headed a group known as the Dixie Mafia. And there lay the conflict of the book. As usual John Grisham keeps the reader turning pages to see how this all ends. 

I have always liked Grisham legal thrillers.

They are surprisingly clean books but have that built-in tension we readers thoroughly crave in his books. To me, that is the skill of a major storyteller.

I have come to like this author not only for his books but for the kind of human being he is. I learned this from watching YouTube videos where he is interviewed or where he is speaking before an audience. He has a dry sense of humor and a self-deprecating way of charming his listeners. He is honest about himself and his feelings about how we human beings can do better.

I also like the way he gives his wife so much credit for his writing success. She is his first reader of everything he writes. He listens to her critique of his books even when she tells him, "Your female characters suck." They have been married for several decades now and they are expecting their first grandchild.

What are you reading now? Got any recommendations?


Thursday, October 27, 2022

Choose a word and go where it takes you

In an effort to remain relevant for writers while not holding classes, I plan to do more posts that could be helpful to writers whether poets or prose writers are reading here.

I listened to a webinar this week with Michael Kleber Diggs. He is a poet and this was a very good webinar as he talked about the importance of words and the efficiency of words in poetry and prose.

Today I want to offer some Prompts that might stir up your creative juices.

Here are three words that can often jar your memory or bring to light something you have not written about recently.'

Here we go:
Furrowed
Clutched
Vital


If you want to share what you write on this blog, send an email.


This is an example of what I might write when given the word "waddle" as a prompt.

The officer pulled himself out of his squad car and waddled over to my open window. He asked for my driver's license. "Where you going in such a hurry, little lady?" 
Sweat puddled in the creases of his forehead under the brim of his hat. I wanted him to mop his face. He looked so uncomfortable to me that I felt sorry for him even though he was likely going to give me a ticket.


Tuesday, October 11, 2022

Who is teaching at the Folk School?

The John C. Campbell Folk School is not only a place to learn how to play musical instruments, dance, sing, and create beautiful paintings and other crafts, they have a wonderful writing program as well.

In the early '90s, Dr. Gene Hirsch, a poet, persuaded the school to include writing as one of the arts taught on the lovely campus. 

The program continues today with excellent instructors. Visit this page and see what is offered now for poets and prose writers in the coming year.

I studied poetry with some outstanding poets and took classes with other writers. Some of the people I recommend are Valerie Nieman, Carol Crawford, and Dana Wildsmith. All of them are excellent and you will enjoy being a part of their classes. 

Carol Crawford

At the folk school, there are no grades, no harsh criticism, and only kindness and enthusiasm prevail. Competition is not encouraged. 

I built friendships there that have lasted for many years. The folk school is like a fun vacation where you do something you enjoy all the time, and take home something very special when you leave. 

Right now the campus is glowing with fall color. I remember how I used to feel when I walked through the fallen leaves along the paths and trails. It is a happy place where no one is judged or made to feel unworthy. I always left there with a happy heart. 

If you can, you should go and spend a week or even a weekend, at the John C. Campbell Folk School. You will never forget it.

Sunday, October 9, 2022

What I am doing during the lull

During this lull in teaching, I am taking online classes and organizing manuscripts of poetry and prose. 
I have enough poems to make a collection, but I think I will do a couple of chapbooks. They are less expensive to publish and cost the reader less than a collection.

Some of my favorite poems have not been published and I want them to be read. Most of my prose pieces, my memoir, personal essays, and short stories, have not been published. I am determined to publish them soon.

I am not as concerned with how they are published as I am with how well they are published. An editor says my short stories will appeal to readers who like to read clean stories, and in today's world, where will I find them?

I am not someone who would avoid using blue language in a fictional piece if they were the words of a character. We must stay true to the character's use of language, his upbringing, and his lifestyle and I have done that with some stories I have written. But I was brought up around people who did not curse or use obscenities around me. Even my husband toned down his rhetoric in my presence. I am not above using a little bad language when I get upset or angry, but I limit myself to damn (the verb, damn means to criticize or to condemn as bad), hell, or SOB. 

I am not overly religious or judgemental but I just prefer not to use the filthy, vulgar language I hear in movies and on TV today. I find it offensive and used more than necessary just for the shock effect. But I can turn it off and find something more to my liking. 

Lexie dressed in her halter and ready for the dog park


Meanwhile, between eating out with my sister, taking Lexie to the dog park, and sleeping a lot, I continue to work for Netwest, prepare my writing for publishing and go to doctor appointments. 

When I am back in Hayesville soon, I will be having a book signing at the charming new bookstore in Blairsville, GA. Book Bound Books will host Carroll Taylor and me on Friday afternoon, October 28, from 3:00 - 6:00 PM at the store on 35 Blue Ridge Street, Blairsville, GA 30512.

If you are in the area, please come by and see us. You will want to check out this terrific bookstore and see the books by Carroll and me. Carroll has a beautiful children's book and two great YA novels. I will have three of my books there.

Hope to see you then.

Sunday, September 25, 2022

FALL MEANS FESTIVALS IN THE MOUNTAINS

Today we had our first cool fall weather. Although I am not presently in the mountains where I live, I know the leaves are beginning to change and the cool crisp mornings are happening.

Soon it will be time for the John C. Campbell Fall Festival in Brasstown, NC about a twenty-minute drive from my house.

Even before Barry and I moved to the southern Appalachians, we attended many festivals each fall. My favorite was the Fall Festival at the Folk School. 

My brothers, my sister, Gay, and their spouses came each year from Atlanta and south Georgia. Ray and Gail, Max and Salita, Rex and Nancy drove up from Albany, GA and Gay and Stu came from the Atlanta area. What glorious times we had together. We sat on my deck which is in the tree tops and enjoyed the view of Brasstown Bald across Lake Chatuge in Georgia. But on Saturday we drove to the folk school for the festival. 

Two stages were set up on the campus and music was played all day Saturday and Sunday. We all loved music, especially old country songs, folk songs and familiar gospel music we heard growing up in small country churches in rural southwest Georgia. My brothers had the best time listening to entertainers. We heard family bands with young kids playing banjoes and guitars. We heard husband and wife duos with harmony so sweet you didn't want them to stop singing.  

One of our favorite groups Butternut Creek and Friends was composed of an English professor and writer, Steven Harvey, along with three other singers. We loved their music and bought all their CDs which my family played all the way back to Georgia.

The festival offered food and still does, such as barbeque and iced tea, funnel cakes along with hot dogs and burgers. Food tents for snacks and various kinds of treats are always popular. But my folks attended the festival for the music. 

Since folk dancing is a big part of the curriculum at the folk school, the large stage at the Festival Barn was the perfect place to watch the dancers in costumes perform as well as catch the clogging by several local teams of dancers. Bluegrass music is preferred for clogging. 

At the end of the day on Saturday, my family group headed to a restaurant in Hiawassee, GA just across the state line and on the south end of Lake Chatuge. We required a long table where we could discuss the groups we had heard that day and listen to my brother tell some of his tales that always made us laugh out loud. My heart swelled with love for my family and I was extremely happy that they had come to visit me in my new home in the mountains. These visits continued for several years until Ray was diagnosed with cancer. 

He only made one more trip with the family. He seemed to really enjoy it, but he was weak and making a large effort to hang in there. A sadness hung over us like a heavy rain cloud. He lived three years after his diagnosis and came to see me alone twice during that time. 

In following years, we still gathered once a year at my house, usually for the Festival on the Square in Hayesville but we all missed Ray.

Tonight I clicked on the website for the folk school and saw the article about this year's Fall Festival. It will be a celebration of the ending of the pandemic shadow that fell over everything for the past two years. While COVID is still with us, people will feel safer going to the festival now. 

If I could go back in time, I would dearly love to attend the festival again with my brothers. But they are all gone now. I will just go back in my memories. 

Fall Festival 2022
We invite you to celebrate Appalachian heritage at our 46th Fall Festival, featuring a wide variety of craftspeople, continuous live music and dance, craft demonstrations, good food, and much more! Saturday & Sunday, October 1 & 2, 2022 10 a.m. to 5 p.m..




 

Sunday, September 4, 2022

Self doubt and second guessing


I am sharing an email conversation from years ago. Nancy  P. is no longer with us and I miss her. 

Glenda,
I received the notification for a workshop at Warren Wilson in late July
with the fiction workshop being taught by Tommy Hays. I want to go but
I'm truly lacking in confidence. I'm always afraid my work won't match
up with the other writers and so I hold back. I know Tommy Hays is good
and he's pretty sharp. Do you HONESTLY think I would do alright there? I
do have to submit a short story or the first chapter of my novella that
I'm working on as part of a collection. I guess I'm just asking you for
a pep talk. What do you think? Will he be way over my head?

Nancy P.



Glenda Beall wrote:
 Nancy, you don't have any reason to be afraid. Your writing is
 excellent and you have had many stories published. I was afraid the
 first time I signed on for a master class at NCWN Fall conference with
 Kay Byer. But when I got there, I found most of the writers were no
 better than I was.
And I can tell you Tommy Hays is just another writer with the same fears
and worries all writers have about their work. Don't hold back, Nancy.
I know you will do well and you'll enjoy it. That is the most important part - you'll enjoy it.

 If you spend time comparing yourself to other writers or worrying
 about what they think of your work, you'll do yourself a disservice by
 not taking the opportunity to study with this writer. I am so glad I
 took the master class with Kay Byer. Now that I know her so well, I
 realize she, like you and me, is not always confident and
 self-assured. I'm sure Tommy Hays is the same.
Go for it, Girl! You will be fine.

 I want to hear all about the workshop.
 Glenda


Thank you, Glenda. 
You are so right. I just put myself into a worry pot when I should realize 
most everyone has these same doubts and fears. I guess it comes from 
the sequestering of the writer within four walls for long periods of time. 
I will send in my registration and do what you recommend: Enjoy the journey.Sincere thanks,Nancy P.

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Nancy P. was a very good writer, but as you can see, like all of us, she had doubts. We are quick to second guess ourselves. Do you do that? Have you ever missed a great opportunity because you lacked the confidence to take a chance?

I almost did back in 1995 when I first moved to the mountains. Nancy Simpson (not the Nancy in my post) called me and asked if I wanted a scholarship for her week-long poetry class at the John C. Campbell Folk School.

It was free to me. I was brand new to the area and did not know any writers. The idea of taking a class with poets absolutely scared me to death. I had to make a big decision. I almost turned her down, but I pushed myself to overcome my fear and that decision changed my life.

What about you? What is your story? Did you overcome a fear or self-doubt to accomplish something important in your life?
Do you often second guess your decisions? 
Leave a comment or email me at gcbmountaingirl@gmail.com  


Wednesday, August 17, 2022

"Its been a good life, not a high life, but it is my life."

Today I met two people I have known for several years but had never seen face to face. Their names are Linda and Bob and they are co-pastors for the Hayesville Presbyterian Church. Barry and I joined that small church when we first moved to this little town in 1996. The building and the church have quite a history going back to the 1800s and I think it was the first church in this county.

I have not attended church since Barry died and especially since the pandemic began. With my chemical sensitivities, churches filled with perfumes, flowers, and chemical products trigger respiratory problems, even asthma for me. But I am still a member of that church and Bob and Linda keep a close watch over me. I have received poems and cards from Linda when she knows I am not doing well or just to brighten my days. 

I am sure Bob calls all of his small flock and especially those who are not well. It is comforting to know someone cares and I welcome hearing his voice. 

Today was especially comforting because I met Bob and Linda at the church, just the three of us. Linda knits prayer shawls for anyone who is going into the hospital or needs special comfort. Because they know I am going through some medical issues and will likely be going to the hospital before long, Linda wanted me to have a prayer shawl. 

Glenda in the prayer shawl

I was excited to meet both of these caring and authentic people I have talked to and emailed with for years now. They are just as lovely in person as I knew they would be. We talked for an hour and they presented me with the shawl, wrapping it around me while Linda read a prayer. 

I was so deeply touched that I began to weep. That surprised me. I will take the shawl with me when I have to go to the hospital and stay overnight, but I will also have it with me at home when I need some extra assurance that I will be fine. 
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I have the most wonderful memories of my time at HPC when Barry was alive. He was a one-man welcoming committee and because of him, many people joined the church. He loved singing in the choir and eventually became the choir director. We made good friends there and I miss those times. Part of the reason I don't go back to church is I can't deal with the emotions I feel, the memories of Barry, and the happy times we had there. I would probably cry all through the sermon. 

Even though HPC is very small and most of the members are older, it plays a big part in the lives of those who attend and hear the sermons by Linda and Bob and know that their church family loves and cares for them.

COVID disrupted the church as it did many things over the past two years. 
Some people didn't want to wear masks or social distance. They were virus deniers. In my thinking, they didn't care about protecting others who might actually die if they caught this disease. I am proud of the session and the pastors who are doing all they can to keep those older people safe. With another surge of the virus in this area, I was told by my doctor's assistant that I should wear a mask anytime I was out in public, and even today Linda, Bob, and I wore masks.

Isn't life interesting? Each day brings possibilities that can change us or make us think and be grateful. Tonight I am very grateful that I finally met my friends, Linda and Bob. I am so thankful for the beautiful, soft shawl that I will cherish and use again and again and I will always be grateful for the little Presbyterian church that made us feel welcome in the community and gave us the opportunity to make dear friends.



Take a weekend class with Darnell Arnoult at JCCFS

The John C. Campbell Folk School in Brasstown, NC is just twenty minutes from my house in Hayesville, NC. We who live in the local area can apply for a discount for classes at JCCFS. Great Deal!!

Darnell Arnoult, author, poet and instructor

The lineup of writing teachers this summer is excellent. My friend, Darnell Arnoult will teach a weekend class on creative nonfiction on September 2 - 4. I would be there if I didn't already have a prior appointment out of town.

Experiment with short memoir or essay, in the tradition of authors such as Dinty Moore, Abigail Thomas, and Sonja Livingston. This form uses the fluidity of prose as its structure and the imagery and compression of poetry as its engine. Explore the power of a well-wrought sentence and the turn of a tale. We will concentrate on pieces from 25 to 2000 words to tell a single, true story. All levels welcome.

Her classes will be similar to the classes I teach on memoir writing. However, Darnell was one of my first teachers years ago. Over the years, I have taken classes with her and even traveled distances to study with her. She is one of my favorite instructors and used to teach workshops for Writers Circle around the Table and for NCWN-West. 

Creative Nonfiction in a Flash

(Local residents, if you live within driving distance each day, get a discount)
 
$389.00
 
Sep
2
 
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Sep
4
Writing
Instructor: Darnell Arnoult
 
Arnoult, former Writer-In-Residence at Lincoln Memorial University, is the author of the novel "Sufficient Grace" and also "What Travels with Us: Poems," winner of the Weatherford Award for Appalachian Literature and SIBA Poetry Book of the Year. Her latest publication is "Galaxie Wagon: Poems" (LSU Press, 2016), which received the Thomas and Lillie D. Chaffin Award for Appalachian Writing and was a finalist for the Judy Gaines Young Book Award. Darnell was also the recipient of the 2009 Mary Francis Hobson Medal for Arts and Letters and was named the 2007 Tennessee Writer of the Year. Her work has appeared in a number of journals. She holds an MFA from the University of Memphis and lives in Mebane, NC.
Skill Level: All Levels
Please call (1-800-365-5724) to register for 2022 classes.