Color-Blind, Thoughts on Harper Lee’s Novel

Originally posted on A View From the Hill:

First let me say that I had no second thoughts about reading Harper Lee’s previously unpublished first novel, Go Set a Watchman. I read To Kill a Mockingbird for the first time in high school. Mrs. Susan Peters did an outstanding job dissecting the novel’s theme and bringing out the finer points.

I’ve re-read Mockingbird many times as an adult, always recalling Mrs. Peters’ reminder of who narrates this story. That is an important point to remember when comparing Watchman to Mockingbird- both narrators are the same.

I want to recommend another book, The Mockingbird Next Door, (Marja Mills),  which gives an excellent background on Nell Harper Lee’s life, especially her time in New York and her eventual return to her hometown. Most Lee fans know she modeled Maycomb after her own hometown of Monroeville, Alabama. Lee’s sister Alice was partially the model for Atticus as was their father. Many…

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Off the Shoulders

Originally posted on From the Laundry Room:

For my father on Father’s Day.

I forgive you.  It’s okay.

I’m letting go because that is what is best for me.  The weight of it, the lack of story, tradition, history, has simply become too heavy for me to carry any longer.

I’m not sure when pain started attaching itself to me, when the missed, ignored and forgotten became a part of me.  It was somewhere between that Christmas and my wedding.  I’m sure I picked up some more around the time my children were old enough to ask, “Who’s your dad?  Do you look like him?”

Every now and then when I was growing up, usually when I least expected it, something would strike tender.  I’d realize I was different until what was missing seeped in and became anger, sarcasm, envy.

This isn’t a tragic story, in fact, it’s quite banal really. No drama, misunderstandings or wasted years trying, in vain, to get along, make it work.  The truth is there…

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On Charleston

Originally posted on A View From the Hill:

I’m sick to my stomach. I’m reeling from from the events in Charleston. It’s more than my brain can process, more than my heart can hold.

I was mediating on my yoga mat this morning. Another Thursday. Another Northeast Florida scorcher of a day. The gong sounded and I opened my eyes. Calm, peaceful and ready to face the day,  I did something I try to avoid before work- I checked Facebook.

Charleston, my husband’s hometown. A place I have visited often over the years, filled with history and beautiful churches. Now filled again with tragedy.

The internet exploded with opinions, conjecture and finger pointing. I had been mulling over a blog post for days in response to what I see as an overall disconnect many people have with our history.

Every generation feels that the world is going to hell in a hand basket. Throughout history we’ve seen what…

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How I Won My Battle with Fear

Originally posted on A View From the Hill:

I am finally at peace, I have vanquished the foe who has plagued me for years- Fear.

Fear has walked beside me, often hand in hand, for decades. Fear came to cast doubts on my gut feelings that my marriage was a sham. Fear sat with me and whispered to my soul that I did not deserve love, the love from someone who saw through fear and embraced the brave heart hidden deep within me.

Fear took up residence in my gut when I lost my job, and remained with me through all of the false starts and spirit crushing defeats as I slowly lost it all: my pride, my security, and my self-esteem. Fear never let me forget that I was older and was always being judged by younger superiors.

Job security? Not likely said fear. It didn’t matter if the expectations were inflated and no replacement was going…

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A new What-the-tuck trend?

Originally posted on nbsmithblog...random digressions and musings:

This pedometer geek has begun to notice what may be a new What-the-tuck (WTT) trend. I haven’t quite decided if it is coincidence or not, but the single tear down the cheek of characters, major and minor (mostly major, but I digress), has started cropping up in novels.

The typical WTT of tucking the hair behind the ear (hence the name), messy ponytails and/or buns, rich alpha males, green-eyed characters, and others still appear routinely in many books. They have not disappeared, but this may be a new one.

The trend of the single tear is one that I have noted in the last couple books I have read. Personally, I don’t admit to crying, but if I do, generally like potato chips, it is hard to stop at just one. How these characters manage to show that strong emotion in such a carefully controlled manner is beyond me. Is…

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Enchanted…More or Less: Bandelier National Monument (Part One)

Originally posted on Writer's Cramp:

Ever since I was eleven years old I’ve wanted to visit Bandelier National Monument. A kid in the neighborhood went and came back with interesting pictures. My imagination ran wild. I was a junior Indiana Jones…before Harrison Ford was out of high school.

Bandelier was on my list but it took me fifty-five year to get there.  It was worth the wait. I made the trip this past week along with my daughter. We have been sidekicks in these adventures. We went to Machu Picchu together a few years ago and have explored a few other spots. This trip had a dual purpose — first, of course, was to fulfill my old desire to visit the place. Secondly, I wanted to check out the CCC era structures that were built in the mid-1930s. Bandelier is rich in these 80 year old depression-era structures and actually has the largest concentration of…

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Excercise

Originally posted on In Transition:

I was going to walk this afternoon,

but it was too hot.

I was going to walk later,

but I was hungry.

I was going to walk this evening,

but thunder began to rumble.

I was going to walk today,

maybe tomorrow…

©annettealaine 2015

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Books On My Table

Originally posted on chocofigbee:

I’m a lover of books and my choices are eclectic, depending upon my mood. I like a well-written story with action and thrills as well as those lighter stories with laughter and food–yes, even chocolate. Every now and then, I put together my list of entertaining books that I thoroughly enjoyed—some authors I sampled for the first time while others are like old friends.

If Dark Chocolate Demise, by Jenn McKinlay, doesn’t have you reaching for a delicious cupcake, then your snack-o-meter must be on the fritz!  Scottsdale, Arizona is doing its first “Annual Zombia Walk” and the Fairy-Tale Cupcakes crew, including baker, Melanie Cooper and  business partner/best friend, Angie DeLaura  are enthusiastically joining in the fun, providing the fancy cupcakes and a real coffin. But the fun becomes a nightmare when a real body, looking like one of their own, is discovered in the coffin. With the…

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Couture

Originally posted on From the Laundry Room:

There was a little girl at Starbucks this morning.  School uniform, braided hair, she was sitting in one of the chairs by the shelf of coffee and designer cups.  She must have been asked to wait there while her mom got, what I’m sure was much needed, caffeine.

I noticed her because she was sort of talking to herself, mimicking conversation with another person I’m sure was completely real to her.  Her eyebrows jutted up every now and then.  She was in full make-believe mode.

After a few minutes of what appeared to be a very important meeting, she stood and walked over to the the gift card display.  She flipped through the brochures and gestured to the imaginary meeting behind her.  I think she may have been an editor for Vogue or an important CEO explaining a new product.  Her audience seemed captivated and she was fabulous and confident in her…

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Six Word Saturday

Originally posted on Scrambled, Not Fried:

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Eurydice Has Finally Found Her Home

Finally, after years of rejection & revision & more rejection, my poem Eurydice will find a home in an upcoming issue of Deep Water Literary Journal, available online soon.  

Although the poem’s imagery has its roots in the mythological Orpheus / Eurydice story, it’s really the product of my (sadly) several years living with a blackout Cuervo tequila drinker just before I met My Beloved Sandra. I’d been shopping it around without success for years, trying not to think evil thoughts about the many editors  who passed up the opportunity to publish it.  I’m both pleased and honored that it’s finally found a home. I’ll keep you posted.

This will be my 2nd appearance in DWLJ.  My poem Seeing Margot was in their August 2014 issue. You can read Seeing Margot (and lots of other fine work)HERE.

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