Friday, August 22, 2014

Still a Writer

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

Relatives travel as far as Colorado and Maryland to gather on the panoramic deck for daily shucked Little Neck Clams on the half shell; sweet, locally grown corn (a meal in itself); and homemade Long Island Clam Chowder.

For the most part, days are spent in front of the house where the Peconic Bay, in all it's magnificence, graces us. How grateful we all are to be blessed with such a gift: the sea and all its charm. And, of course - the swans.

In the evenings the big "kids" take the little kids to Big Olaf's in town, for huge waffle cones filled with yummy scoops of ice cream. Cotton Candy flavor made the top of the list this summer.

Watching the mushrooming sun set on the yacht-lined Long Wharf goes well with ice cream. We casually stroll along, licking the stream of ice cream as it runs down the cone, while checking out the sights and celebrities in Sag Harbor. With so many deers on Long Island, deer sighting is also an option; or, even a ghostly ride to the cemetery works too. There, a big kid is certain to entertain the idea of something very strange walking amidst the graves. I can still hear the young ones screaming, "Let's go home!" Yet, when we offer to leave, they don't want to!

Summer is a busy time which finds my writing schedule ebbing away from me like the tide. Unless I steal alone moments while the others are showering or otherwise self-contained, I find myself not writing.

This summer, I decided: I AM NOT WRITING! In fact, I didn't even bring my laptop with me. Then I wondered: Is a writer still a writer if she doesn't write?

The answer is: Of course she is.

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.

The Chess games I currently play are at my leisure; at anytime of the day or night; anywhere in the world; and excluding one, with players I have not met and most likely, will never meet. My competition is within my range - either a bit higher or lower. There's no pressure and no fee, but premium membership with extra frills is a possibility.

Oh, I almost forgot to state: I can make a play and not return to the board for days. My opponent will be there waiting for my return - no questions asked.

Although I'm not great at Chess, I do enjoy it. And, as it is with my writing, the more I practice, the better I become.

Care to challenge me to a game?  I play under the appropriate name for me, "Beachhouse."

If you find me playing online - behind the King or Queen, don't forget to remind me -  we first met here at JeralynWrites.

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.

Thursday, June 26, 2014

The Mystery of MabelMary and Nancy Drew

The youngest of four, I owned the lead role in hand-me-downs. 

Oftentimes, I didn't have a choice; my mother made me wear those dreaded secondhand outfits. Used books, however, were a totally different story - no pun intended. 

As a tanned, freckled-face kid, I spent my summers in The Hamptons, with Noyac Bay and Long Beach as my outdoor toy-chests. When it poured, thundered, or a not-so-merry weatherman hinted at a nor'easter - all water-related activities were nixed - at least temporarily. That's when my back-up plan involving my sister's Nancy Drew Mysteries kicked in.

Saturday, June 14, 2014

Evelyn Infante* Self-Published Author

What better way to become acquainted with an author than through a friend!

Tui, a longtime friend and former banking colleague introduced me to author Evelyn Infante, who goes by the pen name of Evels. From the get-go, my interest soared as I realized Evels is akin to the Energizer Bunny - she doesn't stop going. Chock-full of determination, Evels has two published books and one in the works. She's one tenacious and ultra spicy self-published author.

In her research, Evels found “a huge market for women of a certain age who like to read about similar women enjoying the best sex of their lives.” With this in mind, Evels first book, The Essence, inspired by The Bridges of Madison County, but with a “Move over 50 Shades of Grey” twist, is a romantic tale about reunion – along with the added complications of life, love, and sex.   

Friday, June 13, 2014

Inspired by the Art of Writing
I took the quiz: What Country in the World Best Fits Your Personality. My result: FRANCE. 

Here's how it read:

You are a romantic who enjoys strolling through cobblestone streets and markets. You are inspired by art and architecture, and thrive being surrounded by other artists and intellectuals. You enjoy the bustle of a city, but also love spending time in the warm countryside, sitting at a cafe, and having a glass of wine or coffee. Your soul is nourished by being in nature, and by having deep meaningful conversation about love, art, and the meaning of life.

What country fits your personality? Click here and take the quiz. 

If you get the same result, I'll meet you in France where we can have a deep meaningful conversation about writing. See ya there!