Writers and poets in the far western mountain area of North Carolina and bordering counties of South Carolina, Georgia and Tennessee post announcements, original work and articles on the craft of writing.
Saturday, March 6, 2010
THEY THAT GO DOWN TO THE SEA
THEY THAT GO DOWN TO THE SEA, compiled by Old Mountain Press, includes poetry and prose by 61 writers. This anthology features authors who wonder at the beauty and mystery of the sea.
A colorful photo of two adorable children graces the cover of this book. Thomas Fielding Dunn stands beside his big brother, Lewis, looking over the sound in Wrightsville Beach, NC. They are waiting for their uncle Lewis to pick them up in his boat flying the US and North Carolina flags.
The poetry ranges from "The Sea Calls to me," by Ann Fogelman; "Shipwreck," Catherine Murphy Haymore; "Reflections in a Pond," Margaret L. Parrish; "The Old Lighthouse Keeper," D. Davis Phillips and to "The Perfect Shell," by Nancy Sollosi.
"Night Sea," by Joanna Catherine Scott describes the lure of the sea: roar of a wild wet beast/ hissing, whispered/ summons to a drowning
Dylan Atkins' imagery of "The Sea," paints a landscape: The deep blue sea is a beautiful sight/ We are happy every night.../I love all sea creatures/I love all bodies of water...
Besides poetry, the prose ranges from "Sea Call," by Tonya Staufer," to "She Who Went Down to the Farm Pond," by Martha O'Quinn.
THEY THAT GO DOWN TO THE SEA is the 12th anthology printed by Old Mountain Press.
Editor Tom Davis acknowledges the contributions of the following authors whose work has appeared in this and all eleven past anthologies: Sandra Ervin Adams, Ed Cockrell, KD Kennedy, Jr., Jo Koster, Brenda Kay Ledford, and Glenda S. Wilkins.
Finally, James Gibson best describes the mesmerism of the sea in, "The Ocean in Me": I stood in the surf/Ocean rhythm in my blood/It never left me.
To order copies of THEY THAT GO DOWN TO THE SEA, go to: www.OldMountainPress.com.
Book reviewed by: Brenda Kay Ledford
www.brendakayledford.com
http://blueridgepoet.blogspot.com
These Blue Ridge Mountain gals love the sea, too. Brenda Kay Ledford, Blanche L. Ledford, and Barbara Ledford Wright, have work in the anthology, THEY THAT GO DOWN TO THE SEA.
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Second Fridays of Each Month
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Tuesday, February 23, 2010
MEMORIES IN BLACK AND WHITE
MEMORIES IN BLACK AND WHITE: A Collection of Childhood Memoirs, by the Royal Scribbler's, Cashiers Writers Group, was published in 2009 by Main Street Rag Press. Here's how they describe themselves:
The Royal Scribblers is a group of writers who are about as well-adjusted as any creative community can be.
They have been getting together twice a month since 1996 in Cashiers, NC. Meetings are called to order by a quacking duck and a squawking chicken--two wind-up toys that dance simultaneously to different tunes.
And that pretty much describes the Royal Scribblers.
Monday, February 15, 2010
NAZIM HIKMET POETRY FESTIVAL DEADLINE: FEB. 19
Saturday, February 13, 2010
NEW POET LAUREATE CROWNED
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
ECHOES ACROSS THE BLUE RIDGE
Living in and Inspired by the Southern Appalachian Mountains, the anthology everyone is waiting for, is growing closer to the day of publication.
We are proofing the final copy this week. As soon as any little glitches are corrected, the book with over 200 pages and several photos, will go to the printer. We will have one more chance to proof the manuscript when the printer sends us the galleys.
We cannot give a definite release date at this time. As most know, the proofing and copyediting has been and is being done by NCWN West volunteers, and because of the volunteers, we will be able to offer this book at an affordable price.
We ask that the contributors and those who can't wait to read this terrific book, be patient a few more weeks. We are planning for a spring release and a book party. Our contributors and those who made donations for the printing, the photographers whose work is on the cover and inside the book, will be notified and all will receive their free copies when we have the finished product in hand.
We can assure you, Echoes Across the Blue Ridge will be worth the wait.
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Nancy Simpson enjoys hearing poetry read at CWP last month and we were all happy to see her tear herself away from her writing desk to be with us.
Saturday, February 6, 2010
COFFEE WITH THE POETS FEATURES ELLEN ANDREWS
Ellen's poetry reflects the things that fill her day with delight and awe. I am not surprised she is a gifted writer. She is also an excellent photographer.
Daylillies by Ellen Andrews
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
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GIVING MYSELF OVER TO GREEN
Poets are fickle creatures. We fall in love over and over again.We can never remain faithful to only one poet. I began to understand this the day I forsook Wordsworth in my college Spanish class. My poetic guide. My first love. How could I?
What was I doing in a Spanish class anyway? Hadn’t my father instructed me to take either French or German, the latter being his grandmother’s native tongue?
He would have found it silly, the way my infatuation began, with a 75 rpm record bought during my senior year in high school. The Music of Spain. I listened at night after lights out to “Granada” and “Malaguena.” The hair on the nape of my neck trembled. The dark outside my windows beckoned.
And so, on the first day of classes in a small woman’s college in Georgia, I sat down to learn Spanish from a short rotund woman who demanded we call her La Senora, although she had never married. I read the classics of Spanish literature, moving inexorably toward the 20th century where in the anthology’s last section, I found Romance Sonambula and, and in the burst of a verde viento, the English Romantic poets became as dust to me. I fell in love with Federico Garcia Lorca. In Spanish. No matter how many translations of his work I’ve read over the years, the original Spanish has never lost its seductiveness, whether I read it silently or, better, aloud.
Verde que te quiero verde.
Verde viento. Verdes ramas.
El barco sobre la mar
y el caballo en la montaña.
Con la sombra en la cintura
ella sueña en su baranda,
verde carne, pelo verde,
con ojos de frÃa plata.
Verde que te quiero verde.
Not that I agreed with La Senora that everything sounded better in Spanish. Shakespeare? Wordsworth? Keats? No, I already knew that the language of poets is beautiful, no matter what it is. Hungarian, Romanian, Polish, French, English....Cherokee.
Garcia Lorca’s poetry spun me around, gave me a new way of experiencing language, my own language, which was now infused with the cante jondo of Andalusia.
Even now, years later, I recite those lines as a kind of mantra, Verde, que te quiero verde... and I still love the feel of them in my mouth. I love the deep song of them in my viscera. I have dreamed of trying to save Lorca in the olive grove, with only my child’s fingers pointed like guns at his assassins.
Verde, que te quiero verde.
Not even these lines can stop bullets. Hurricanes. Earthquakes. I know that.
But they live on in our daily lives, these words we love. They wait patiently for us. I had to reach middle age before Garcia Lorca’s duende found its way into my own poems.
Gone
Long before I could read Lorca
I wanted to give myself over to green
as he had and be lost like a sleepwalker
in it. I wanted to hide in the honeysuckle
and never come home if it meant I must stay
by the telephone, waiting for someone
to call with the doctor’s pronouncement,
my mother then turning to us saying
over and over again in my memory, Gone.
Such a word I would never repeat
to the oaks that held sway round my favorite pasture,
or blackberry bushes I dreamed would stay
unscythed by road crews sent forth to claim
right of way. Verde, que te quiero verde,
I’d gladly have cried if I could,
but where are such beautiful words
when we need them? And what if that’s all
this poem means now I’m middle-aged: words
as a way to want green back again
and myself in the throes of it,
even though I’ve learned enough about Lorca
at last to be quite sure that no verde
anywhere spending its June on this earth
could have outstayed for one blessed
second what waits at the end
of the line, always some bloodless voice
trying hard to sound human across so much
distance, its words still escaping me.
(from The Store of Joys, NC Museum of Art)
W.H. Auden said that art is a way of breaking bread with the dead. Each time a poet begins to write, or to read a poem, she takes the bread of those gone before and places it in her mouth. She does this over and over again. With one poet. Another, and yet another, living or dead. She loves the taste of the bread they share. So many poets. So many poems. By the end of her life she will contain, like Whitman, multitudes, and will never again try to answer the question, “What is your favorite poem?”
Monday, January 25, 2010
Jeff Biggers - Reckoning at Eagle Creek:The Secret Legacy of Coal in the Heartland
Coal Free Future events in Asheville:
Tuesday, Feb. 2nd, 7pm, Malaprops:
Jeff Biggers performs excerpts from Reckoning at Eagle Creek: The Secret Legacy of Coal in the Heartland
http://www.malaprops.com/NASApp/store/IndexJsp;jsessionid=bacyse99yw3Lp6toSKOys?s=storeevents&eventId=433405
Website: http://www.jeffbiggers.com/
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Jeff-Biggers-Reckoning-at-Eagle-Creek/277990564288
Friday, Feb. 5th, 8pm, Asheville Community Theatre:
Asheville Premiere of "Welcome to the Saudi Arabia of Coal"
Coal Free Future Project
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=247728060735&ref=mf
Website: http://www.coalfreefuture.org/
JENNIFER MCGAHA
Jennifer also has work in the upcoming anthology, Echoes Across the Blue Ridge, edited by Nancy Simpson.
WRITING FOR CHILDREN - a Promotional Give-Away Class
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Friday, January 22, 2010
LEDFORD PUBLISHED IN COUNTRY EXTRA
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Writers on the Radio with Joan Hetzler, host of Writers Show on WAWL Chattanooga
Glenda: I know you host the Writers Show on WAWL in Chattanooga. You are a writer, yourself. Why did you decide to pursue a radio show for writers? What was your purpose?
Joan: There are a lot of programs that offer published and well know writers the chance to promote their books. However, I didn't know of one that promoted the "craft" of writing and also gave unpublished authors that chance to air their work. The purpose of the show is to encourge and promote writing as well as readers.
Glenda: How do you plan your shows as to what writers, what kind of writing and how many writers you have on one show?
Joan: I try to have a variety of topics. For example, I've had playwrights with actors read their works, a tv producer talk about writing for broadcast news and air a sample story, poets, and storytellers. Right now we are limited in the number of guests but in a few months, WAWL is moving to a new studio where I hope to have several authors discuss writing in a roundtable set up.
Glenda: You tape your show yourself. You edit the show and, it seems, you do everything for the show including the interviews. How did you learn all this and how does this show help your own writing?
Joan: Originally, I had a producer who did all that. Due to staff cutbacks and tight deadlines, I found it helpful for me to learn to record and edit. If the show helps my writing, it's to keep my work condensed and just the essentials because both readers and listeners have limited time. Today, there are so many other forms of entertainment that pulls for a reader or listener's attention, that I'm aware the content needs to be interesting and fast paced.
Glenda: Thank you so much, Joan. I feel sure our readers will enjoy learning about you and your show.
Joan Hetzler was born in Chattanooga, Tennessee, and attended Chattanooga High School and The University of Tennessee at Chattanooga before moving to Atlanta to work for several years as a secretary. In her late twenties, she completed her undergraduate degree at Agnes Scott College and Emory University with a major in Philosophy. While working as a technical writer documenting computer software, she attended Georgia State University to compete a masters degree in applied philosophy with a focus on artificial intelligence.
Just before completing her M.A. degree, she developed severe allergies to chemicals in her work environment and moved back to Northwest Georgia. She lived in a log cabin on her mother's farm where she raised chickens, did organic farming, and took an active role in setting up an environmental group and establishing a community wide recycling program.
From North Georgia, she moved to St. Simons Island, where she lived for ten years until returning to Chattanooga. While on St. Simons, she wrote and published poetry chapbooks, established a poetry writing group, wrote newspaper articles, and a memoir about many of her experiences. Her poetry has also been published in the Savannah Literary Journal. Her writing has won awards in humor, nonfiction, playwriting and mystery at the Southeastern Writers Conference.
Since returning to Chattanooga, Ms. Hetzler has served on the Board of Directors of the Chattanooga Writers Guild. Her drama skits have been peformed in a local church. Selections from her memoir have been published at Southernscribe.com and other publications. She hosts The Writers Show, a local radio progam for writers which airs the first Sunday of each month at 1 pm. To find out more about the program, visit http://sites.google.com/site/thewritersshow/
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Leave a Written Legacy, Write Your Family Stories will be taught by Glenda Beall
Friday, January 15, 2010
READING AND SIGNING: CHEROKEE LITERATURE
Thursday, January 14, 2010
ABOVE THE FROSTLINE - NEW AND SELECTED POEMS
Nancy’s poetry collection spans thirty-two years and is the first book chosen by Kathryn Stripling Byer for Carolina Wren’s Laureate Series.
For over thirty years, Nancy’s poetry has been published in the best literary magazines. Early on in her writing career, Nancy published two books, Night Student and Across Water. But Nancy, working at the time as a special needs teacher, was also quietly dedicating herself to other writers in her home area of western North Carolina. She took on the leadership of the writing organization, NCWN West, and she taught writing and poetry in night classes at Tri-County Community College.
Before she knew it, the years had flown and she had not published another book. When she retired from her job, she put her efforts into a new manuscript. Through family tragedies and health problems she endured, never wavering from her goal of publishing a complete collection of her poetry.
This book is a landmark, in a way. We all know that youth reigns in this country. Older men are revered for their achievements, but often women over fifty are dismissed, no matter how talented or special their work. That is why I applaud Carolina Wren Press and Kathryn Stripling Byer for choosing this book to publish as the first in the Laureate Series.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Osondu Booksellers merges with Blue Ridge
January 2nd-23
50 % off all books sale at Osondu Booksellers on 184 North Main Street.
Monday, January 18th
@ 7:00 pm: Non-fiction Book Club @ Osondu’s on 184 N. Main St.
Tuesday January 26th
@ 7:00 pm: All Gender All Genre Book Club @ Osondu’s on 184 N. Main St
Jan. 26-28
Blue Ridge @ 152. S. Main St. will be closed for integrating and a face-lift.
Friday, Jan. 29th
Come in and have a cup of tea or coffee, browse the books and say hello to some new and some familiar faces. This is the beginning of a great bookselling team. Magazines, newspapers and the café will all be fresh and fabulous.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
ECHOES ACROSS THE BLUE RIDGE
Other North Carolina authors have endorsed the collection including Lee Smith and more comments are forthcoming.
NCWN West Program Coordinator Kathryn Stripling Byer, Thomas Rain Crowe, Steven Harvey and Bettie M. Sellers were asked and they generously conributed their work for the anthology.
The book is dedicated to the memory of our Appalachian ballad poet
Byron Herbert Reece.
Other contributors who have work forthcoming in Echoes Across the Blue
Ridge:
Ellen Andrews
Richard Argo
Glenda Barrett
Glenda Beall
Jo Carolyn Beebe
Janet Benway
Joan Thiel Blessing
Rachel T. Bronnum
John T. Campbell
Gary Carden
Nancy Sales Cash
James M. Cox
Paul Donovan
Robert Edward Fahey
Jayne Jaudon Ferrer
Debora Kinsland Foerst
Joyce Foster
Karen Gilfillan
Gerri Wolfe Grady
Lana Hendershott
Eugene Hirsch
Sam Hoffer
Karen Paul Holmes
Tom Hooker
Kitty Inman
Carl Iobst
George Ivey
Mary Michelle Brodine Keller
Eileen Lampe
Blanche Ledford
Brenda Kay Ledford
Susan Lefler
StarShield Lortie
John Malone
Gail Maye
Marshall McClung
Jennifer McGaha
Mary Lou McKillip
Dick Michener
Maren O. Mitchell
Janice Townley Moore
Clarence Lee Newton
Arnie Nielson
Nancy Purcell
Betty Jameron Reed
William V. Reynolds
Estelle Rice
Mary Ricketson
Judy Roney
Rosemary Royston
Peg Russell
Linda M. Smith
Susan Snowden
Dorothea Spiegel
Wendy Richard Tanner
Carole Richard Thompson
Shirley Uphouse
J.C. Walkup
Cecily Hamlin Wells
Eleanor Lambert Wilson
Charlotte Wolf
Jane J. Young
Congratulations to Philip Sampson of Young Harris, Georgia whose photograph was chosen for the cover.
Katja Holmes formatted the manuscript and designed the book and the cover.
After release, this book will be available to book stores and individuals by contacting
Glenda Beall - writerlady21@yahoo.com
Check here later for pre-order options.
Here is Why it Takes Forever to Get Your Book Published
novel, Tender Graces. I've followed Kathryn's blog as she wrote her first book, and kept her readers up to date on her publishing process.
On the post titled Why Does it Take So Long to Publish a Book, Debra gives us a list that is mind boggling and opens eyes to why it takes forever, after a writer finishes a manuscript, to get it into the hands of the reader.
Makes me even more appreciative of the work being done by Nancy Simpson and other members of NCWN West as we put together what promises to be an excellent anthology of work by writers living in and inspired by the southern Appalachian Mountains.