Sunday, September 14, 2014

"The Writer's Prayer" by Fay Knowles

While I continue to author two blogs; write an occasional short story to store with others in my overflowing filing cabinet; and, most recently undertake an online writing course - (forever the student), Fay Knowles is actively getting published, and I am in awe!

I take pride in stating that Author Knowles and I have a personal connection. We met several years ago at a local writing group here in Nassau, The Bahamas. During our friendship, I learned that Scottish born Knowles made The Bahamas her home decades ago, and like me, started writing at an early age.

While merely a teen, Author Knowles received training as a reporter.  In addition to her reporting career, Knowles studied writing in England and the United States. Her recent works include short stories published in: “The Lady" magazine, London, England; poetry in the British magazine "Evergreen"; and feature stories and articles in the Bahamas and U.K.

On behalf of Author Knowles, I'm proud to announce  the publication of, “The Writer’s Prayer,” a poem she wrote and originally published as “The Evergreen Prayer” in the winter 2013 edition of the British magazine “Evergreen.”

Author Knowles not only wrote the inspirational and hopeful poem for all writers, she released it as a song and made it into a celebrated family experience.  Her Bahamian born husband, Erskine Knowles is credited for the music, guitar and vocal accompaniment, while her son, Gavin Knowles of The Element Studio, produced it. To view the lyrics and listen to the upbeat, island influenced music, make sure your volume is on and click here:

Over the past months, Knowles dedicated at least an hour each day to write her first novel. Evidently, her hard work and determination paid off. Author Knowles is now on the second edit of the family saga set in The Bahamas and Scotland. 

To find out more about Knowles and her writing, visit her blog at: Bahamas Writer.

Sunday, September 7, 2014

Sit Back or Take The Plunge

Before getting out of bed, I thought about what I wanted to accomplish during the day; not much, considering it being the weekend and sleep met me intermittently throughout the long night. Not wishing to totally waste the day, I choose two goals: write a blog post and exercise. Apart from my goals and routine daily responsibilities, if I accomplished anything else, I'd consider it icing.

Saturday, August 30, 2014

In Between Answering Phones

My volunteer job at The Bahamas Humane Society (BHS) continues, as does the widespread epidemic of canine distemper. Even with all the publicity encouraging dog owners to have their pets vaccinated against the disease, distemper lingers on with a deadly vengeance. A few weeks ago, I heard that well over 1,200 dogs died as a result of the disease. I'm certain that the death rate is much higher at this time.

The Humane Society is doing its best. Vaccinations for distemper have been discounted at BHS; weekly free clinics are held in various locations; and phone calls are made to either remind or inform owners to have their dogs vaccinated, even if the dogs live indoors with limited outside time.

Friday, August 22, 2014

Still a Writer

Summertime usually finds me in The Hamptons surrounded by sun, fun and cherished family members.

Monday, July 14, 2014

Playing Games

I like to play games. Do you?

On February 1st, I wrote a post entitled, "Walls." If you read it, you already know I play Mahjongg, a competitive board game. To add to that, I also play Chess.

Thursday, July 10, 2014

Outbreak in The Bahamas

It's three weeks ago that I drive to the Bahamas Humane Society to leave old newspapers for lining of dog and puppy cages. I also have with me, gently used clothing for the BHS thrift shop. Instead of exiting quickly, I wait on the short line at the reception desk to buy maintenance products for my two dogs. Ahead of me is a mother and two small children, all holding Shih Tzuu puppies.

Looking around, I notice again, the form sitting flat on the desk. I give little thought to my next action: I take the form, sit down and fill it out. One question on the application is: Will I volunteer to clean cages? I'm quick to tick off: No. With a list of several tasks I'm willing to do, I hand in my completed application. Within minutes, I become a volunteer at the Bahamas Humane Society. At a time when I could benefit from extra funds, I instead, volunteer. Not sure what possesses me to do so, but a little voice tells me: it's a way of giving back for all the blessings in life.

Friday, July 4, 2014

Sharing the Limelight with Panky

I hadn't thought about it, until today: Did my brother Panky enjoy having a Fourth of July birthday? Did he mind sharing his special day with the rest of America, and perhaps other parts of the world? Fireworks. Picnics. Beach parties. Did any of that interfere with how he wanted to celebrate? I don't remember. It was so long ago. I'd ask him, but he's no longer here. His life ended at 23. I had just turned 13.
In grammar school, I knew kids who had birthdays on Christmas; they did-not-like-it one bit. They complained how birthday and Christmas gifts were combined, almost like a two-for-one. I doubt my brother had any problems with the amount of gifts he received; after all, other than drinks and food for barbecuing, I'm not aware of any Fourth of July gift-givers.