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“A hobby that swallows you up” – An evening with Billy Collins

The JFK Library and Museum runs fabulous and fascinating evening events, and last month I was thrilled to  go hear Billy Collins (former US Poet Laureate, a title he enjoys saying, apparently, and who can blame him?) read some of his work and have a conversation about poetry and writing and reading of same.

The introduction featured a fun bit of historical context on JFK’s associations with poetry, including a clip from Kennedy’s Amherst College speech honoring Robert Frost, which I’ve linked below:
NEA recording and transcript of Kennedy’s Amherst College speech regarding Robert Frost
Amherst College web exhibition “President and Poet”

And, of course, the view of the city and harbor out the windows behind the speaker was as stunning as always.

Billy Collins reads at the JFK Library, May 2014
Billy Collins reads at the JFK Library, May 2014

Collins was entertaining from the very start, declaring that it was an honor to be mentioned in the same breath as Robert Frost, as “compared to Frost, my poems are like an unmade bed in a dorm room.”

Other highlights from the discussion–

  • On the surreal tone of some of his poems and how not to lose readers: “start in Kansas, but end up in Oz.” Start with an idea, set the tone, start out ordinary and develop into something interesting and strange
  • Domesticity is interesting, to start with a common experience and then dive ‘down and in’ to the more subjective point of view
  • To be alone with the reader is not the same as being lonely
  • When ‘finding the way through’ the poem, Collins looks at it like a map: ‘how does it move’ as opposed to ‘what does it mean.’
  • Collins’ writing ‘persona’ is very present in his poems – open, ready to be pleased (though not always succeeding), and with ‘little capacity for misery.’  According to Collins, all poetry needs/involves persona, which is not the same as personal – he denies any explicit autobiography in his writing.  (And, indeed, is not fond of overtly familial poems as reading matter, either)
  • One doesn’t exactly choose to become a professional poet, it is more like ‘a hobby that swallows you up.’

Want more?  Check out Collins’ Biography and large selection of poems on PoetryFoundation.org or one of the poems he read that night which I enjoyed quite a bit:  Fishing on the Susquehanna

A genial conversation
A genial conversation

Want even more than my highlights?  Hear it from the man himself:  TED Talk by Billy Collins

At the end of the evening, there was a little time for Q&A.  I’m not a big fan of getting up to ask questions in front of a microphone (I don’t mind public speaking, but public interrogation is somehow harder!) Since Collins was signing books after, however, I did get to ask him about one of his comments from earlier in the evening.  He had stated that the majority of poems (not to mention poetry collections), he doesn’t even read all the way through, so I asked which poets, if any, had writing which he did read all the way to the end.

His answer?  Charles Simic.

That’s a name I recognized, though I couldn’t put words to the name, so I did a little research and reading, and now know enough to put him on the list of poets’ names to scan for when I’m in a bookstore.

A few poems of Simic’s I’ve found appealing so far:
In The Library
Autumn Sky

What of Collins’ statements above ring true to you?  Any quibbles? (I have a few, but that’s what makes life and literature interesting, right?)

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Recent Reads (and a moment of cute)

As much reading and writing as I do in front of a screen these days, it’s still nice to curl up in a sunny corner that has *just enough* shade and enjoy the feel of a book in hand.  (I get so much reading done in the spring!)  Here are a few of the books I’ve read and enjoyed in the last week or two:

valour and vanity

Valour and Vanity by Mary Robinette Kowal – I’ve loved this series from the beginning (Shades of Milk and Honey), and this latest installment was just as entertaining, full of the joy of someone who really loves both the period and the universe she’s created within it.  Unlike some authors who lose interest in their characters once they’re married, Kowal gives us a plot with well developed characters undergoing understandable relationship growing pains even well into a married partnership.  Jane and Vincent have always reminded me of the best of Elizabeth Peters’ Amelia Peabody and ‘the irascible Emerson,’ so it was fun to return to their dynamic.  Plus, heists! Cons! A Doctor Who cameo!  As a bit of light reading after a steady diet of poetry for the last several weeks, it was perfect.   I highly recommend it if you’re fond of historical fantasy, Regency England, bonus Venice and glassblowing, and/or magic.  Plus, Kowal is the mind behind the awesome Month of Letters I’ve mentioned before, and she wrote me a really awesome response to the letter I sent her main character, Jane, Lady Vincent.

among the janeites

Among the Janeites by Deborah Yaffe – I do a fair amount of research at work, so when I’m off duty I tend not to read a ton of nonfiction, but a friend lent me this book and I was excessively diverted.  While not purporting to explore the entirety of Austen’s popularity, her fans, or global fandom, this book did a pretty admirable job of exploring the many ways people relate to Austen and her work, the possible reasons they are drawn to her, and the history of the founding, growth, and eventual membership explosion of the Jane Austen Society North American branch.  Fandom history is always entertaining to me, and while I did not recognize a ‘me’ style fan in Yaffe’s accounts, I certainly have encountered some similar personalities among other Austen fans or fans in general.  (I did, after all, declare in high school that ‘Everything in life relates to Jane Austen.  Or Star Wars.  And possibly both.’)  If you have any affection for Austen’s work or any curiosity about the phenomenon that is her pop culture presence, this is a quick and enjoyable read.

long hidden

 Long Hidden short story anthology from Crossed Genres – I’m actually only partway through this anthology so far, but I’m having a fascinating time while reading.  The voices are as diverse as the editors proclaimed, the vocabulary rich, and the assorted magic systems and other fantastical elements so far have a lot of emphasis placed on dreaming.  I can’t tell yet whether that last element’s due to editorial bias, something that non-Western stories have in common, the product of small sample size, or simply what happens when the author/main character exists in a tradition where their voices and actions are belittled in a prejudiced or oppressive society.  It’s certainly giving me a lot to think about!  My one quibble with the anthology so far is physical–the margins on each page are nearly nonexistent, meaning one opens the book to a wall of text with little white space for either ocular rest or helpful marginalia.  I don’t write in my books much, but I can see where one might be prompted to with a collection like this, and would be forced to resort to post-its instead.

Did you get through all that?  Then I present to you, a moment of cute:

kitten leiaKittens dressed as fantasy characters.  You’re welcome.

What have you been reading recently?  I’m always looking for the next page turner…

 

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A Change is as good as a Line Break

Leading up to the Line Break room at PEM, installation by Colleen Michaels and Lillian Harden
Leading up to the Line Break room at PEM, installation by Colleen Michaels and Lillian Harden

You know that a public space is inviting if there are people in there every time you walk by.  When that space is a quiet area in a back corner of a museum set aside for poetic contemplation and respite, you make invisible fist pumps of joy and plan to come back later when you can abuse your staff privilege of getting in there before it opens to the public.

This is exactly what happened with Line Break, an installation at PEM for the Mass Poetry Festival.  (Read more about the background of the two artists and plans for the space here: Line Break on masspoetry.org)

When Colleen and Lillian first approached my colleague and I about a poetry installation during the festival, we were eager to try to make it happen, but neither of us suspected, I think, how successful they would be at creating the atmosphere they described: the soft hum and click of an old slide projector, the feeling of floating as you lay beneath the hammock of words, the wordless invitation of blank books and pure white pencils.

(Blank books always call to me, I always answer.)

Poetry hammock catches lines in Line Break
Poetry hammock catches words in Line Break

My favorite lines I saw float across the net/hammock were:

“if your net
were knit
by bloom
would it feel
like raised hands?”

And, based off another quote from a few lines later, I wrote this poemlet:

Transformations

Almost feather, almost fin
almost heaven, almost in.
Almost always, almost lost–
What’s the danger?  What’s the cost?
Almost sorry, almost wise,
almost perfect in your eyes.

line break room view
Really, the floor cushions were the part my inner child liked best.

 

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Inspiration or frustration? Workshop “do’s and don’t’s” from the MA Poetry Fest

Leading a workshop can be like trying to get cats to sing in tune, but here are a few suggestions based on what worked and didn't at the 2014 Mass Poetry Festival
Leading a workshop can be like trying to get cats to sing in tune, but here are a few suggestions based on what worked and didn’t at the 2014 Mass Poetry Festival

Any teacher knows that a one hour window in which to teach does not actually involve a full hour’s useful time.  If you’re lucky and you have dedicated learners, by the time you get everyone settled and have introduced the topic, you have maybe 50 minutes at best.  I’m stating this up front, because I recognize how hard it is to fit everything you want to do and say into that kind of time constraint, and I value all the effort that goes into organizing a lesson, workshop, or conference session.  It’s hard to do right, and of the three workshops I attended at the 2014 Mass Poetry Fest, two knocked it out of the park and one was fairly disappointing when it didn’t have to be.

What Doesn’t Work (because it’s always worth getting through those first)

1) Actual session activities don’t match what’s described in the festival program – Yes, between when you submit a conference proposal and when you give your presentation/lead your program, ideas can morph.  But if your session description asks people to bring their own works in progress, and when you start the workshop you make no mention of that and work with writing prompts instead, you will confuse people even if they are willing to go with it.  If you also fail to address anything else listed in the description beyond the vaguest overarching theme, you will end up with at least vaguely dissatisfied participants.

2) What you outline (promise) at the beginning of the session doesn’t happen – Even if you’ve changed your mind about what you want to do in your session, if you don’t follow through on your newly announced plan, your vaguely dissatisfied participants will end up disgruntled.  If it’s important enough to you to look at everyone’s work during the session that you say you’ll do it, then actually do it.  Otherwise, no matter what other interesting information you dispense, the people who get skipped over will feel like they’ve wasted their time.

If you have a flying Delorean or a Time Turner or a TARDIS, I will take your workshop and not mind time management issues at all.  Otherwise, make sure you have a timeline for yourself and stick to it as closely as you can.
If you have a flying Delorean or a Time Turner or a TARDIS, I will take your workshop and not mind time management issues at all. Otherwise, make sure you have a timeline for yourself and stick to it as closely as you can.

3) Wasting time – Be realistic about how much you can get done in an hour, hour and a half, two hours.  If you’re used to giving three day long intensive writing workshops, think back over how long your introductory activity takes, and that’s probably about as much as you can cover in this kind of time window.

4) Self-advertising – Not actually a terrible thing if you make your living as a writing coach or a consultant, so long as the session’s gone smoothly and you have a good sense of the temperature of the room.  But if you’ve had issues with any of numbers 1-3, promoting your next course is likely to backfire.

What Works! (Yay!)

1)  Group participation – Chances are good that most of the people in the room don’t know each other all that well, but a bunch of them likely do belong to writers’ groups and are familiar with both reading their work aloud and collaborative writing prompts.  If you don’t have time to have everyone read, that’s fine and people won’t expect it unless you tell them they will, but a writing exercise as simple as Exquisite Corpse works great as an icebreaker.  And it makes everyone feel included without taking any more time than you might have given to any other writing prompt, sometimes with bonus hilarious results.

2) Handouts – Seems pretty common sense, but if you’re referencing a bunch of works, poems or otherwise, having at least a bibliography and at best a set of full text, along with whatever prompts or resources you’re using in your presentation.  It frees people up from stressing about taking notes, so they can pay more attention to what you’re saying and really take it in.  Plus it’s helpful when they want to go back and reflect after.  I’m really looking forward to reading carefully through the poems provided by Elisabeth Horowitz in the intensely enjoyable “Writing the Sea.”

Bonus suggestion: I used to make sure I had 'emergency sugar' in my desk when I had tired afternoon seventh graders in my classes.  Stick with stuff that's free of the most likely allergens (or with caffeine) and your audience will perk right up.
Bonus suggestion: I used to make sure I had ’emergency sugar’ in my desk when I had tired afternoon seventh graders in my classes. Stick with stuff that’s free of the most likely allergens (or with caffeine) and your audience will perk right up.

3) Spare paper and pens – Okay, at a writers’ event, this may be superfluous.  But notebooks fill and pens run out of ink, so having extras makes you look sweet and thoughtful.  Because you are!

4) Personal touch – Best practices and survey data and such are useful, but the reassurance of a personal success story shouldn’t be undervalued.  And admitting where things went wrong is as interesting and useful as the list of things that went right along the way.

5) Interesting, diverse writing prompts and/or discussion questions – Form, theme, vocabulary, cultural context – there are so many options for cool prompts, and even mixing up the general (‘rivers’) with the specific (line beginnings and ends must match) can lead to really interesting variation that makes people think fast and write fast and be more willing to share, in general, than the things they’ve slaved over and have more invested in.  And it’s not all about the writing either – time for questions is equally important!

Homework is way more fun when you are only being graded by your inner editor.
Homework is way more fun when you are only being graded by your inner editor.

6) Homework assignments – In the corporate world, these are called ‘action items,’ but the point stands: especially if you’re leading a session on practicalities or logistics, like Susan Rich’s excellent session this weekend on “From Manuscript into Book: Demystifying the Process,” giving participants ideas on what next steps they can be taking once the session is over is great.   I have a number of ‘assignments’ to add to my running to-do lists thanks to Susan, and I’m actually really looking forward to it.  Who knew a task like ‘list the titles of the poems you know you still need to write’ would be such a spur to creativity?

Have you attended any particularly good (or regrettable) conference/festival sessions?  Any helpful hints to share in the comments?  Please do!

 

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Mental and Emotional Geography: MA Poetry Fest Reactions 2

Library directionals, designed and created by Kathleen and Meg Winikates, 2012
Library directionals, designed and created by Kathleen and Meg Winikates, 2012

What is it about a place that grabs hold of the imagination?  Is there some magical combination of language and  association and vista and memory that makes a place ‘real’?  Is one city the same to different people and are we the same person in one city as we are somewhere else?  Just what do we get when we gaze out over the water, anyway?

White Point, Cape Breton, by Kathleen Winikates, 2013
White Point, Cape Breton, by Kathleen Winikates, 2013

Two different sessions I attended at this year’s Mass Poetry Fest dealt with the themes of people in places – the reading “Poetry of Place,” with poets Cammy Thomas, Julia Lisella, Theodora Stratis, and Rosamond Zimmerman, and “Writing the Sea: Poetry of the New England Coast” with poet/professor Elisabeth Weiss Horowitz.  They were both incredibly thought provoking in their own ways.

This is the place. Stand still, my steed,
Let me review the scene,
And summon from the shadowy Past
The forms that once have been.

The Past and Present here unite
Beneath Time’s flowing tide,
Like footprints hidden by a brook,
But seen on either side.

– Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, “A Gleam of Sunshine” (excerpt)

“Poetry of Place” featured a lot of different ways to think about how we locate ourselves.  The poets involved offered readings of their own poems that dealt with place as a way to connect to memory, to family, to the present, to a collective cultural heritage, to the structures we inhabit, and even to the boundaries of our own physical bodies.

Are you still yourself in a leopard’s skin?

How does living abroad change the way you see your home and your relationship to it?

Why is New England different from New York, and why are our pasts so much more present here?

Can the paper of a poem be a place, with poems nested within each other?  (Admittedly, that last one required some brain bending on my part, but that’s what this kind of event is good for, and using color to identify an inner poem within the overarching poem was a neat experiment.)

Sailing in Boston Harbor, photo by Kathleen Winikates, 2012
Sailing in Boston Harbor, photo by Kathleen Winikates, 2012

This session made me think a lot about the grounding I get from living here in Massachusetts, only an hour’s drive or so from where I grew up.  I’ve always been a Boston Girl, but why is that?  As I’ve been rereading and organizing my poetry for a project, the prominence of place has grown pretty evident, as I was writing about it even when I wasn’t thinking about it consciously.  I’m looking forward to going back into some of those poems to think harder about why where they are and where I am is so important.

“Writing the Sea” was definitely the most immediately effective at getting me to put pen to paper.  I’ve always been drawn to water (*squints at blog title*), and Horowitz assembled an impressive array of historical and contemporary examples of poets inspired by stints along one New England shore line or another, including riverbanks and lake sides as well as ocean beaches.  I’ll breakdown why this was such an effective workshop in my next post, but it certainly helped that she maintained an excellent balance between highlighting particular lines, themes, and commonalities within and among the poems with a set of great writing prompts.  Even the simplest instruction to write a word bank of as many water-related words as we could, from any discipline, led to my dredging up words I haven’t used since I worked at the New England Aquarium.  Some of them have a lot of evocative possibility: “pelagic,” “phytoplankton,” “undertow.”

One of my favorite prompts was inspired by an Inuit form of poetry, in which the last word of the line becomes the first word of the next, and we were asked to write a flowing poem about rivers in a handful of minutes.  This is my attempt, though in a second draft I think it would need more actual focus on the water as well:

On the Charles

I haul on the mainsail sheet,
the sheet that shivers in my hands,
these hands that rein the wind
winding through my city.
City buildings soaring high
and higher above their echoes,
echoing in slices under my hull.
Hull cupping me as I brace
the bracing wind, balanced on the mainsail.

Do you have a favorite poem that is grounded in a particular place?  Please share in the comments below, I’m always looking for the next great read!

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“What did I bring to the dance?” Mass Poetry Festival Reactions

If you follow me on Twitter, you know I spent the past weekend in a whirlwind of poetry and art during the Mass Poetry Festival.  It’s my fourth year attending the festival, and the third I’ve been in charge of running family friendly activities that stand at the intersection of the visual and verbal arts.  Each year it’s been an interesting challenge to balance my role as a museum educator with my interests as a writer, but I always end the weekend inspired.  This year was no different.

As with any good conference, I ended up with days’ worth of things to think about out of a few packed hours, so my next few posts will be reactions to some of the sessions I attended, but I thought I’d start by sharing some favorite moments from select readings I heard.

Carol Ann Duffy at Mass Poetry Fest 2014
Carol Ann Duffy at Mass Poetry Fest 2014

Friday’s headline reading, with Carol Ann Duffy, Phillip Levine, and Heather Treseler was amazing.  There was a packed house in PEM’s Atrium, with lots of great energy, and the readings were fantastic.  I’ve been an admirer of Carol Ann Duffy since first reading some of her work when she was named the British Poet Laureate, so I expected to enjoy her pieces, but Phillip Levine was a pleasant surprise–I’ve never thought that his poems had a lot to say to me, but there were a few he read that won me over, as did his manner and humor from the podium.  I’ve linked to two of my favorite poems I heard that night below:

Phillip Levine’s “Gospel”  (Source of the lovely quote used in the post title above!)

Carol Ann Duffy’s “Mrs. Midas” (Brought the whole atrium to a sort of rueful laughter)

Phillip Levine at Mass Poetry Fest 2014
Phillip Levine at Mass Poetry Fest 2014

And though I unfortunately didn’t get to hear the entire session as I was about to be running a haiku story time of my own, I really enjoyed the “Celtic Songs” selections read and sung by Jim and Maggi Dalton.  They invited audience participation (always an interesting risk!), and had I had a little more time, I would have read this one:

Seamus Heaney’s translation of “Pangur Ban

The part of the session I heard was heavy on the Robbie Burns–never a bad choice when one is talking about Celtic poetry and song, and I was amazed and impressed by the sheer volume of instruments the two of them were able to play.  Made me want to pick up my flute again!

Jim and Maggi Dalton perform a selection of Celtic music and poetry at Mass Poetry Fest 2014
Jim and Maggi Dalton perform a selection of Celtic music and poetry at Mass Poetry Fest 2014

Still to come: thoughts on ‘poetry of place,’ the connections between poets and water, art installation as breathing space, demystifying the book making process, and what makes for a frustrating or successful workshop experience in this kind of setting!

Update: Festival reactions 2 is here: Mental and Emotional Geography

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Found Poetry in un-Altered Books

Last year’s found poetry experiment required altered books (Post 1 on Brain Popcorn, Post 2 on Sea Dreams).  This year, inspired by the remarkable photopoetry of Nina Katchadourian (see her Sorted Books Project and accompanying book), I decided to mine my own shelves for poetic assemblages of titles.  Unsurprisingly, there was a lot of epic sword-and-castle type imagery, both historic and fantastic.  And also dragons, though I’m still working on making some of those titles into a fluid poem.

Here, then, are two poems for you from my bookshelves!

"How to live on bread and music/I hope you dance/A Thousand Mornings/At the end of the open road" Bookspine poem by Meg Winikates
“How to live on bread and music/I hope you dance/A Thousand Mornings/At the end of the open road” Bookspine poem by Meg Winikates
sword song poem by meg
“The last kingdom/Beat to Quarters/Sword Song/The Subtle Knife/Victory/I capture the castle” a bookspine poem by Meg Winikates

Check out other great visual constructions of poetry over on my interdisciplinary museum blog, Brain Popcorn, here: Poetry Constructions

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A Good Month for Writing

March is over, I’m back from vacation, my taxes are filed, and it’s National Poetry Month (not to mention another round of Camp Nano)–clearly, April is meant to be a good month for writing.  I actually have several projects on the front burners (going to need a bigger mental stove…), but until I have news about those, I thought I’d share one of the fun writing exercises from this week’s writers’ group meeting.

I love words: big words, unusual words, musical words, things that ring with the sounds of the cultures they came from and things that flow trippingly off the tongue like an ee cummings poem.  I do not ever, under any circumstances, endeavor to write like Hemingway.

Ernest Hemingway's house on Key West, which I happened to see while on vacation last week.  Photo by  Andreas Lamecker, courtesy of Wikimedia Commons. Click for link to museum website.
Ernest Hemingway’s house on Key West, which I happened to see while on vacation last week. Photo by Andreas Lamecker, courtesy of Wikimedia Commons. Click for link to museum website.

Until this week’s challenge was “Write a scene using only words of one syllable.”

The universe clearly wanted to deny me my participles.  This was so much harder than I expected!  Hearing everyone’s results read aloud was great, though–some people actually wrote poems, others sounded poetic.  I feel like an insistence on such short beats in my own writing makes even the most expressive reader sound like one of those robotic voiceovers, but judge for yourself!


 

“Is this the way to Fraggle Rock?”

It was dank and gross down here, with hints of sound that made Beth jump and Dan scrunch his nose and hitch his bag up his arms with nerves.  I thought it was fun, but those two knew I was weird years back.  They were friends with me still, so I guessed I was fine in the end.  I hoped they would think my find was as cool as I did.  I shone the light right at it and watched it suck it up like a black hole.

“It’s a hole,” Beth said with a sniff.  “A hole in the wall.  So what?”

Dan looked at it and walked a few steps more.  His light was on it too.

“There should be dirt here,” he scuffed the floor in front of it.  “Or mouse tracks or a bunch of bricks.  It’s just black.  Do you see roots out there?  Or rocks?”

Beth hid all but her head  in Dan’s shade.  “No,” she said.  “I can’t see much at all.”

“That’s ’cause it’s a worm hole to a strange world,” I grinned.

“Is not.” Beth scowled.  “Must be a bear cave or some such thing.”

“No rocks, no dirt, no tracks.” Dan said once more.

“So….” I drawled.  “Who’s with me?”

Beth shook her head.  “I’ll hold your light, if you want.  That’s it.”

Dan looked at the tool bench on the next wall.  “I think you’ll want the rope,” he said.  “So we can pull you back.”

Beth was five feet max and he was six, but I was the weight of them both at once.  Dan was the smart one of us, for sure.

“Deal,” I shook his hand and grabbed the rope.  When I passed him the end  not tied at my waist he grasped me by the arm.

“Be–” he said, and I stopped him.

“I will,” I said.  “See you on the flip side, man.”

“Dork,” he said.  And pushed me through.

– – – –
I felt like I fell for a year, but I think it could have been ten.  Or just a sec, but dark and the rush of air are not friends to time.  When I hit the bed I sure yelped, though, like a poked bear.  The girl yelped too – and then she hit me with a book, or maybe it was a lamp.

All I knew was, it hurt.  And I had been right about the worm hole.


How about you?  What do you say happens next to the intrepid narrator in words of only one syllable?

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Submissions feel like chocolate cake tastes

2014 is off to a good start!

For those of you who actually click through to my whole blog, you’ll have noticed that we have a spruced up theme for the new year, complete with a breathtaking family photo from Cape Breton’s Cabot Trail for inspiration.

It’s also been a good year for progress on assorted writing projects.  Aside from the 30ish letters sent this past month which included progress on my collaborative Modern Epistolary Novel Project, I’ve workshopped 20ish pages of Dragon’s Midwife with my writers’ group, and got some useful feedback that I’m eager to get back to, as soon as I finish those last few tricky climactic scenes in the first draft.  (Does anyone else have trouble beating up on their favorite characters? I do!)

And finally, I also submitted a flash fiction piece to Three Minute Futures, which was good fun.  Brevity is not my natural inclination, so a story in under 600 words was a great exercise.  Results come out in early April.

Plans for March include finishing the Dragon’s Midwife draft and starting revisions.  Hoping to have a nice thick binder of material to scribble all over on the plane to Florida!

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Month of Letters Update

To my favorite Took
To my favorite Took

Earlier in the  month I mentioned that I’d signed up to participate in A Month of Letters, and it’s been a very enjoyable experience.  I’ve had a lot of fun with all the variation possible in this challenge – hand making cards, using my old-fashioned pens &  inkwells, picking out fun valentines, and using stationery I’ve been hoarding.  Not to mention hunting out new mailboxes and buying fun stamps.  Did you know that the USPS currently has Harry Potter stamps?  They’re awesome. (Also, it turns out that there are an awful lot of sci-fi/fantasy letter writing fiends. There are Whovians and more all over the Lettermo forums!)

USPS Harry Potter stamps, subset
USPS Harry Potter stamps, subset

Challenges like this are theoretically all about the numbers (though this one has the added bonus of really fun correspondence to read!), so here are my numbers for the month:

_4_ international letters

_3_ letters with enclosed surprises

_21_ hand made cards (valentines, mostly!)

_2_ postcards

_3_ Austen-style letters, written with a dip pen and sealed with wax

_2_ fan letters

_2_ birthday cards

_1_ wedding congratulations

_2_ thank you notes

_6_ replies to correspondence from friends and Lettermo participants

_2_ new pen pals

_5_ valentines I didn’t make by hand

_3_ letters by fictional characters (counting one still to be finished)

Teeny valentines for coworkers and friends
Teeny valentines for coworkers and friends

One of my favorites was taking author Mary Robinette Kowal up on her offer to write to one of her characters.  I had a blast borrowing names from further up the family tree and writing as an amateur glamourist traveling on the Grand Tour.  I can’t wait to see what Lady Jane Vincent says in return!

Curious? My letter went something like this:

Sunday 16th February, 1817
 
To Lady Jane Vincent
Dear Madam,
 
I hope you will forgive the presumption I have made in writing to you without an introduction or mutual acquaintance, but I found I simply must express my deep admiration and near boundless curiosity about your remarkable work with glamour. 
 
My name is Miss Margaret Carter, of Boston, Massachusetts.  Being fortunate enough to have parents who deem travel imperative for a lady to be considered accomplished, I have been touring Great Britain and the Continent with my cousin, Miss Millicent Townsend, as extensively as events have allowed.  Though I am myself but a garden variety artist – a lily of the valley, perhaps, quite far from an heirloom rose or tulip varietal – I can appreciate exemplary work when I see it.  Your work on the Prince Regent’s underwater mural quite took my breath away when Minnie and I had the opportunity to view it.  I could almost believe we were standing in a glass dome under the waves while the fish performed a gavotte around us. 
Until such marvels are possible, which I sincerely hope they may be one day, the work you and your husband do stands in most admirably. 
 
And here we come to my curiosity, which I hope you do not find burdensome to satisfy.  First, what manner of study did you need to undertake to portray the light and movement underwater?  For the fish at the market look nothing like their living counterparts, and a set of scientific prints is equally dead.  And secondly, might I inquire as to the kind of knotwork you employed for their schooling?  I have been attempting a small sort of glamural that incorporates moving lines of poetry, but have yet to make the words scroll as I wish, and would appreciate some hint in that direction if it is not a secret between Sir Vincent and yourself. 
 
My thanks for the time and attention you have already given to a stranger, and please accept my best wishes for the success of your future artistic endeavours.
 
Regards,

Margaret Carter