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Sunday, May 26, 2013

Sexy's New Definition -- Comfort & Patience!

Crows go "aww aww aww," not "caw, caw, caw."  Trust me.  He lights on the roof outside my bedroom window every morning and tells me so.

Vacillating about what to do.  Just published Split Rock/Cracked Cave. Should I begin a new project immediately?  No, I decided, after many days of feeling guilty about lying on the couch flicking channels on the television.  Rest, I said to myself. Your muse will tell you when you're ready.

Listening to (eavesdropping on) my 4-year old great granddaughter, Khier, as she prayed to her Elegba -- "I need patience," she said, "because if I don't get my way, I don't like that."  And I thought, what would happen to the world if everyone prayed so honestly?

Walking to the post office and passed a lilac tree in full bloom.  The aroma was so pretty, I near 'bout swooned.

Moving into a new place is like solving a puzzle. You put furniture into rooms, maybe because of prearranged suggestions (dining room, living room, small room off to the side, etc.).  But you are not yet familiar with how the house sits, how the rooms work.  Like beginning a new job.  You can't really know that job until you've worked it for a year. Well, lately I've been feeling some kind of way, and couldn't solve it. But this morning I'm thinking, "what if?" and instinctively began rearranging rooms, moving energy into its proper place, because the house has to work for me, not the other way round.  After two days of chaos and gentle settling, I glance at a pile of paper uncovered during the rearrangement, and find my new project.  I'm invigorated.

Thinking about my mother, Christine Shefton Richardson.  One time she said to me, "Cathy, you are in love with love."

Singing along with Chaka Khan -- it fits, but you can't make it work. . .

Praying like Khier -- I need patience.

Patience:

  1. the quality of being patient, as the bearing of provocation, annoyance, misfortune, or pain, without complaint, loss of temper, irritation, or the like. 
  1. an ability or willingness to suppress restlessness or annoyance when confronted with delay. 
  1. quiet, steady perseverance, even-tempered care, diligence: to work with patience.
African American Proverb:
Take it easy greasy, you gotta long way to slide.

Yoruba Divination Poetry:
You should be like a person licking honey; slow down.

Watching the Military Channel: "People helped the outlaws in many ways -- food, shelter. . keeping their mouth shut."  From Jesse James: Legend, Outlaw, Terrorist

Walking in my new Frankenstein shoes.  Sexy has a new definition -- comfort, and patience!

Saturday, sunshine.  Cooking for Egun, appeasing them, loving them, standing strong on their shoulders.  Menu: Cinnamon yeast rolls with lots of melted butter; Beef shank/bone-in with roasted carrots, tomatoes, potatoes, onions and green pepper; greens; black coffee with lots of sugar; rum, red and white wine, cigars.

Watching the Pirates on TV reminds me of how me and my dad cheered for Roberto Clemente.  Good memory.  My dad, "Come on, Clemente, we need a homerun!"  We ate boiled red smashed potatoes with melted Oleo, watched the game on the big TV with the HiFi on the side.

Working on another essay titled Intermittent Yelling of Tires, based on the novel, The Beans of Egypt Maine.  Another uncovered gem because of the rearrangement.

Coming back from the post office and passed honeysuckle in full bloom.  I near 'bout swooned.




Thursday, May 2, 2013

In The Meantime

Writing a new post.

In the meantime, listen to How to Skin Cat, and other poems and also The Shavontae Papers, both published on WordPlaySound, a remarkable online magazine that gives us opportunities to hear poetry and fiction read by authors.

The format reminds me of long ago when people congregated around the radio.  Our listening skills were good, then.

Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Remember, Don't Lick

I'm sitting here trying to remember NOT to lick the envelope.  Media mail has a great postage price.  The pay-off to the Post Office is that they get to look inside easily, if they want.  Seems fair.

What a good feeling to sign books and send them off to readers.

Signed copies of Split Rock/Cracked Cave are now available in my etsy shop, Mystery Mansion.

Also available on amazon

Thanks,
Cathleen

Monday, April 22, 2013

Split Rock/Cracked Cave

Three weeks ago. . .


Woke up this morning to sunshine.  After prayers, I opened the blinds in my altar room and there was the moon, just hanging out in the sky looking at me.  It was light outside, 7 a.m.  How glorious is God's work.

Received today the corrected version of Split Rock/Cracked Cave in its new, more intimate package.  I am pleased.  Cup of tea, red pen in hand, I am about my business.

More later. . .


It is today, April 22, 2013.  


There's nothing more I can do.  The poems stand for themselves.  I have read and re-read.  If there are errors, I apologize.  More than anything, it is frightening and exciting to self-publish.

So there is good news.  Advanced copies of Split Rock/Cracked Cave can be purchased through Createspace.  The collection includes a Readers' Guide and an advanced look at my next collection titled Wild Howling Woman.

NOW AVAILABLE THROUGH amazon.  Free shipping on orders over $25.  Be the first to review!

Signed copies available HERE.

Thank you Betty and Dessie for holding my hand.

Thank you Dear Anonymous for sending me the glorious list of self-published authors.  That made me feel great!

The list includes:

Deepak Chopra
Gertrude Stein
Zane Grey
Upton Sinclair
Carl Sandburg
Ezra Pound
Mark Twain
Edgar Rice Burroughs
Stephen Crane
Bernard Shaw
Anais Nin
Thomas Paine
Virginia Wolff
e.e. Cummings
Edgar Allen Poe
Rudyard Kipling
Henry David Thoreau
Benjamin Franklin
Walt Whitman
Alexandre Dumas
William E.B. DuBois
Beatrix Potter




Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Come, Sit Around the Radio

Three of my poems,

How to Skin Cat Without Even Trying,
Jeopardy Blues Man to His Ex Woman, and
Liza's Tree

are featured in the Spring 2013 Podcast at WordPlaySound.  I love this format.  It reminds me of sitting around the radio, everyone was quiet. We sprawled on the floor, on chairs or couches.  We cut apples with paring knives and ate them with slices of cheddar.  The family was peaceful in those moments, didn't miss or worry about the world.

Join us at WordPlaySound for a moment of peace and good literature.

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