Tuesday, July 02, 2019

Maya's Book: A Family Effort


When readers open a book by a first time writer, they generally thumb quickly past those initial paragraphs that include all of the thank you’s to people whose names mean little or nothing to them.  I know that I do.  But recently when Maya had her first novel published, the list of all of those people involved in helping to get a book published became much more real and meaningful to me. 

It was almost three years ago now that Maya began working on her novel.  It was accomplished in a burst of energy over a period of a few months.  Because she is a true writer and writes to express herself rather than for any monetary rewards it brings, when she finished the manuscript, Maya had no intention of trying to get it published or even showing it around.  She had accomplished her goal, which was to write a novel.  The result was that it sat on her shelf for well over a year. 

As the editor of Wordgathering, I’m constantly being sent not only writing submissions but books to review.  One day last fall, I pulled my copy of Maya’s manuscript from my book shelf and began re-reading it.  Two things immediately struck me.  The first was what a damned good writer my daughter is.  The second is that her book was more interesting and well-written than many of the published works that I have sent to me. I urged her to consider having her book published.

Anyone who writes knows the excitement of being able to hold in their hands the book that they have created.  There is a palpable reality to a book whose pages you can physically turn with fingers that doesn’t exist in text that remains wedded to a computer screen.  Since the goal was to have Maya’s book in our hands, we opted to cut to the chase and go with self-publishing, as the best route.  It was at this point that many of the family and those who are thanked in the book’s acknowledgements got involved. 

Because of her constant involvement with reading and reviewing legal writing, Lora has an excellent eye for ferreting out errors in writing mechanics such as spelling and punctuation.  She, Maya and I each separately re-read the manuscript and combined our efforts into making corrections or needed changes.  While this was going on, we were also thinking of cover design and there was only one person ever really considered for that – Eli.  Maya knew that as an architect, photographer and graphic designer, he’d come up with something. 

One of the important elements for the back cover design was the inclusion of endorsements (aka blurbs) for the back of the book.  We were able to enlist the help of two published authors, Anne Kaier and Jessica Powers, but here again, family came to our assistance.  Maura’s mother-in-law Erika is the author of two novels, one a mystery, and that fit well into the literary genre that potential readers of Maya’s book were attracted to.  Lora’s sister Paula also created a blurb for us, which the limitations of how much we could include on the back cover forced us to cut in the final version.

Looking even further into the future, we asked Judi’s daughter Amber to write a review of the book that could be published in the June issue of Wordgathering when we anticipated that the book might come out.  Not only a family member and someone involved in writing through her own professional work, Amber was a natural choice because she is closer in age to readers that the novel is likely to attract and her take on the story was important.  She definitely came through as this short excerpt from the review shows:


  Johanna's Secret is a multi-layered novel—one with twists and turns that will keep the reader intrigued the entire way through. As human beings, we naturally love stories. We connect with stories. We remember stories. We have a strong desire to "escape" the worries, trouble and woes of our everyday life through stories. While there are numerous characters to keep up with, this novel does a beautiful job of intertwining each character into the overarching unsolved mystery.  (To read Amber’s entire review, click: review.)


At this point, everyone’s efforts are coming to fruition.  The book’s release date is July 16, but it is already up for pre-order both as an e-book and a paperback. (Just click here to order.)  Maya has also had the excitement of seeing the first box of books arrive. It has definitely been a family effort.  All of those thank you’s in the acknowledgements at the back of the book have definitely become much more real!

 

Saturday, June 15, 2019

Father's Day


          5:30 AM

          Even summer mornings he rose
          Before the house and sun
          Putting coffee on, savoring
          Those seconds of anonymity
          Before strapping on his roles:
          Provider, worker, spouse
          Cementing block by block
          That wall we stood upon
          But never saw.
          Peeking in at him
          Out of my childish ignorance
          What could I know of the dreams
          He’d frozen for us,
          The wraiths he killed.

          The coffee is rich this morning
          Its darkness deepening these momentary silences
          Before heading off to work.

I wrote this poem for my dad about twelve years ago. The poet Louise Bogan wrote, “Women have no wilderness in them,” but I think that it could easily be transposed to say, “Father’s have a wilderness in them.”  I know that was certainly the case for my father.  There is always a certain restlessness, a tension between the kind of father that they would like to be and the reality of their own limitations.  Dad was never able to overcome it and neither was I, but, fortunately, I have four fathers in my life  - two sons and two-sons-in-law -  who are much better examples of how to bridge that gap.


 I am immensely proud of all of them..  They are wonderful models for their own children and the proof is the palpable closeness that shines through when my grandchildren are with their fathers. Happy Father’s Day to them all.


Saturday, September 22, 2018

Maya Birthday Quiz

Maya's birthday is on September 23 when she will be turning 39. To help her celebrate her previous 38 years, take the "Maya Birthday Quiz" below, to see how much you know about her.



Maya Birthday Quiz

1.  Maya was born in  (a) Palm Springs, California,  (b) Buffalo, New York, (c) Waycross, Georgia,  (d) Pennsauken, New Jersey

2. Maya’s middle name on her birth certificate is (a) Lee, (b) Allanah, (c) Angelou, (d) She has no middle name on her birth certificate.

3. Maya’s first dog was named (a) Aris,  (b) Poppie, (c) Cinnamon, (d) KJ.

4.  Which of the following cities/towns  did Maya  not live in when she was growing up.
(a) Indio, California, (b) Blackshear, Georgia, (c) Camden, New Jersey, (d) Buffalo, New York.

5.  Despite her predominately Italian heritage, growing up Maya was frequently mistaken for being  (a) African American, (b) Asian,  (c) Puero Rican, (d) Middle Eastern.

6. Where did Maya go to college?  (a) Rutgers University,  (b) Indiana University, (c) University of Maryland, (d) Widener University.

7.  When she was in college, Maya spent a semester at a university abroad. What country was that school in.  (a) England, (b) Italy, (c) Turkey, (d) Australia.

8. What is Maya’s undergraduate degree in?  (a) kinesiology,  (b) marketing, (c) English, (d) anthropology.

9.  What is the name of Maya’s blog on mental health?  (a) Catch-22, (b) Lilies and Elephants, (c) Wait, Wait, Don’t Tell Me, (d) Step by Step.

10.  Maya is a vegetarian who does not like which typical vegetarian food. (a) broccoli, (b) tofu, (c) mushrooms, (d) yogurt. 


11.  Maya’s current dog is named _________________.

12.  Growing up, Maya’s main sport was ________________.

13. The name of Maya’s Travel Company is _________________.

14. The only continent that Maya has not traveled to is ______________. 

15. What was Maya’s favorite football team growing up?  _________________.



Answers: 1. (a), 2 (d), 3 (a), 4 (d), 5 (b), 6 (b), 7 (d), 8 (a), 9 (b), 10 (c)
11. Grace, 12. gymnastics. 13. Chimera, 14. Antarctica, 15. Buffalo Bills

How did you do?
18-20  - You're family!
15-17  - You're a good friend
10-14 - A co-worker maybe...
9 or below?  Do you even know Maya?

Friday, July 13, 2018

Pennsauken Pastoral

An impromptu poem for summer:


9 o’clock dusk
light filters out of a landscape
of lawns and cars parked in driveways
a firefly  writes morse code in the sky
hydra-headed black-eyed susans
are fading from the roots upward
only their dark pupils remain to stare at me

if there is a serenity beyond this peace
who would not want to disappear deeper
into that dark woods unwatched -
calmly, quietly, without  stirring a single blade of grass
 



Monday, June 11, 2018

Greece and Poems

Normally when I travel I am under the delusion that somehow I will be "inspired" to write about new experiences. I'm always motivated to do so, but generally no poems materialize. In April, however, we Maya, Brian, Lora and I visited Greece - Athens, Santorini and Crete) - and upon my return, I really did begin to write.  I did not get very far on some of the poems, but these two I did manage to finish.  While they are too amateurish for a literary magazine, I thought they still might find a home in this family blog.


At Akroteri  Lighthouse

My daughter and I spider down the rocks
where wind-aged lava and the scent of the Aegean
bind us more strongly than any words possible.
Wedged in the boulders’ crevices I discover
a fragment of blue enameled pottery
perhaps a scrap of long ago Thera coughed up
reminding us that
then, as now  (the surviving murals tell us)
young women bore  hope in flowers
and fathers sacrificed  to family gods
for their  future.
But for all their prayers
the lava still came.
No bodies found.
Perhaps they escaped to these rocks
the westernmost part of the island
ships bearing them off.
It may even be that the destruction
was what they prayed for
the unchosen chance to leave behind
lives more fissured than the volcano.

We  descend to the beach now
where the sea pounds these rocks down
into red and black sand
the way time pounds all dreams down
into the sediment of daily life,
fragments that only sparkle
when seen from a distance.

***



Idyll

Davos and Mythos beer in a
bright  Chania sunlight
whose  lightness seems  to rise
above the ordinary day.
Aeolus blowing in takes us away
from reality for a while
to seas where Nereids still swim
shores where centaurs and satyrs bathe.
How good it is to float
above logic for a while to
not be circumscribed by
reasons rules or science’s
invisible chains.
Now even dreams are logical
dampened into a half life of decay
but the ocean is lapis lazuli today
and we are, after all on an island
where the blue fans out as far
as we can see.
Maybe we are after all just sparks
Ein sof  trapped in matter’s labyrinth
waiting for that shift the frees us home.

I welcome any comments.