Two CWC Tri-Valley members are off to a great start, celebrating first success of a new year. Patricia Bacon and Annette Langer were published in volume 7 of Fox and Quill, www.foxandquill.com, an online newsletter for writers.
California Writers Club Tri-Valley celebrates with these members published in Illuminating Echoes, Las Positas anthology, released at an author’s reception Saturday, May 14, 2011.
Poetry: Alice Kight (Library Hideout and I Walk Out Early); Deborah Grossman (Prayer and Washing Up); and
Ronnie Holland (The Phone Call, Daphne’s Pedestal and My Mother’s Violets).
Prose: Patricia Bacon (All About Dorrie); Margarite Guy (The Artichoke Thief); Camille DeFer Thompson (Affirmation); and Elena Manzo (The Coffee Shop).
Books are available at Livermore campus.
At the request of my many fans, who do not want to be identified, and more importantly because the President of our organization has suggested all members submit “A BLOG”, I have decided to take the plunge. I have never written “A BLOG”, because frankly I think it sounds funny. Maybe it should be called “A BOG” (wet, spongy ground characterized by decaying mosses). Interesting! “A COG” (any of a series of teeth on the rim of a wheel). Huh? “A FOG” (a state of mental dimness and confusion). Maybe. Wait, I’ve got it! “A SMOG” (a noxious mixture of fog and smoke). That will probably describe my writing at this point. Let’s see, what can I write about? How about politics? At this time the disasters and riots just keep piling up, and I’m afraid to turn on the TV. But I must admit I’ve always been a bit curious about the guy with the bombs in his underwear. Was he wearing boxer shorts, or Jockey shorts with the elastic around the legs? That had to be an important decision. Perhaps I should just share some writing advice. Ahem,.. Rewrite, use both sides of the paper for drafts, keep working, and stop playing with your Fonts. It’s a waste of time and besides it sounds nasty.
“Albert,” I said, “I wrote up a sketch from our conversation about your experiences during the 70s. I don’t want to overstep, but if you’re okay with it, I’ll type it up and email it to you so you can take a look at it.”
Albert laughed, “I might I steal it.”
“That’d be great – you need to write that memoir”
Patricia asked, “What are you two talking about? I missed that.”
Albert said, “It was about my week-end hippie period.”
Albert had been very involved in the Human Potential Movement. He told us some great stories that would make a wonderful follow-up to his first memoir, A Brooklyn Odyssey: Travails and Joys of a Boy’s Early Life. “Albert, that period was notorious for sex, drugs and rock and roll,” I teased.
“I didn’t do drugs and I didn’t like rock and roll,” Albert said.
Patricia said, “That only leaves one thing, you rascal.”
Albert said, “I am an errant Jew. That’s worse than an Irishman. You’re Irish aren’t you, Pat, with a name like Coyle?”
“Yes I am. ”
Patricia said, “My maiden name was very Irish.”
Albert leaned in close and whispered to her, ” You are B and B”.
Patricia asked, “B&B, what’s that?”
“Bright and beautiful.” .
Patricia murmured, ” Sure and begoora, he may be Jewish, but he sure knows how to speak the blarney.”
Albert liked the draft I wrote about his experiences, and said he plans to use it. I hope to see it in his next memoir. Sometimes, the best gift a writer can give is an appreciative kick in the pants when there’s a project worth pursuing.
Patricia Bacon’s short story “The Egret” has been accepted for publication in the 2010 edition of the 4th Street Studio Saturday Salon Literary Harvest.