Showing posts with label Pat Conroy Literary Center Fall 2023 Resident Writer. Show all posts
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Sunday, November 5, 2023

Things I Brought Home With Me - Gifts from the sea, Words and Images . . .

 

Gifts from the sea




Words and images from the heart and soul of The Low Country









Time for a bit of a recap of my week in South Carolina.


Allow me some moments of meandering through my thoughts.  Otherwise known as "rambling." Or stream of consciousness.  In my case, "rambling" is more to the point.



We all know the prevalent theory about writers being either a "pantser" or a "plotter."


I am in agreement with The Magic Violinist that there is a third category; the "plantser."


Read her article here; it's interesting.


Whatever category you happen to fall into as a writer, you probably have your own personal subset of writing tools.


Mine is photography.


Every photograph taken has a story.  A story that has been captured like a fly in amber.  


The photographer will, at least in my own experience, be able to remember the story with just a glance at the photo.  And possibly expound upon that story with a little time and scrutiny.


My photographs often act as my writing prompts.


There's a theory that taking pictures is a way of capturing an image but conditions the photographer to be somewhat lacking in the utilization of their full attention and thereby losing the full effect, and possibly, the complete memory, of the moment.


I disagree.


While that may be true for some, it is not true for all.


When I'm taking a picture I feel a connection.  That connection continues after the shot.  I have absorbed not only the photo itself, but feelings.  Sense of place.  And, on occasion, even scent.


For instance,

This




What on earth is Cinderella's carriage doing on a lonely road on Saint Helena Island, South Carolina?

  

That was, absolutely, a question that popped into my mind.

Along with surprise, joy, astonishment, bewilderment, delight and laughter.


And the beginnings of a story.


"Where is she hiding?  Does she have both her shoes?"


And so, the images that came home with me are all the viable genesis for a story.


A possible emergence of a new WHIMSEY.


OR, the feasible conception of several brand new stories.



Time will tell.



This I can say with certainty.


My time in The Low Country as the recipient of the Pat Conroy Literary Center’s Fall 2023 Writer’s Residency was not wasted time.

Besides being magical, it was, in fact, creatively stimulating.


Almost nightly while snugged up in MarshSong I transferred images into words.



My notebooks I kept while writing WHIMSEY went on this trip with me.






Including the "Whimsey Bible," which is a complete collection of the Whimsey characters and their physical characteristics, personalities, family trees, birth/death dates, wedding dates, etc.

The Bible was kept so that I would be able to fairly easily reference the characters along with past events in order to write more Whimsey stories.


The notebooks, along with the (many) drafts, of the work in progress long referred to as "Whimsey Two" were read, again, and studied while I was at MarshSong.  

As were new notes penned during my stay.


For a wee bit of background, here's the short version of what has happened to "Whimsey Two."


If you've read WHIMSEY: A Novel, you know it was told, basically, through Emmaline's experiences.





My next Whimsey was going to be Olivia's story, and continuing with each of the women comprising the lifelong friendships of Emma's, and their families.

For me, it became obvious after a lot of time and effort, that it wasn't working.

It was just WHIMSEY on repeat with no new meat.  A series already old with the second addition.  



And so -

It has languished (a nice word for <perished, expired, withered>, you get the idea - choose one).



Will The Low Country, as one of its gifts, help WHIMSEY recover and flourish?

If not in novel form, but perhaps interconnecting short stories . . .

Time will tell and we shall see.  

I am working on it.

Right now, I am, thanks to the Pat Conroy Literary Center and all the really delightful people I have been lucky enough to meet through this experience, hopeful.


Hopeful is the best I can give right now.


But, you know what?


Hopeful, like life, is good.


In the meantime, I"d like to encourage you writers out there to consider submitting an application for The Conroy Center Writer's Residency - Spring, 2024.  
Info and application can be found here





Life is Good




Thursday, November 2, 2023

Tuesday - Home, and what I brought with me


 Home.  ❤


776.2 miles (roundtrip) and 7 days later.

I'm home.

Someone once said, "there's no place like home."


Dorothy, honey, you know it's the truth.


https://introvertdear.com/news/why-theres-no-place-like-home-for-introverts/









The long drive home from St. Helena Island to Meat Camp was approximately 341 miles, and with a few brief stops to refresh my weary bones, took me about seven hours.

It's been a long time since I did that sort of drive alone.




Usually Donald does the driving.  He enjoys driving.

Me?  Not so much.

Although, driving long stretches I do sort of slide into a Zen mode which is good for thinking and reflecting.

I had lots to reflect on driving back home to The High Country after my week in The Low Country.  These two areas could not be more different.  They both have their own essence of nature and character.  Their differences are sharp, crisp, and in some demesne, quite stark.


After some time to ponder my week in order to form words coherent enough to put to paper, I'll share my thoughts.


In the meantime, I'll do what I do here so often and share some images.


I am like a lot of people when it comes to traveling; I pick up souvenirs.  Things that hold particular meaning and remembrances of the place of origin.



Images embedded in my mind of the experience.










Of the culture









Of the people trying their ever best to save pieces of their culture that are in danger of disappearing.






And while I bring home memories important to myself,




I hope I show respect for the cultural integrity of The Low Country in my photos and in my words.





My Life is Good
Let me never forget
















Monday, October 30, 2023

Sunday in The Low Country



Sunday was a quiet day.


Affagato is always a nice way to start the day.  

Especially in the sweet Low Country Cider Company.









 







It was a quiet day.


I spent the evening in bed with a advance copy of Laurie R. King's next Mary Russell novel, THE LANTERN'S DANCE, which is excellent, and a bit of what my mom would have referred to as "traveler's tummy," not so excellent.


But . . . tummy is much improved this morning, and 


Life is Good


Sunday, October 29, 2023

Saturday in The Low Country

 

As usual, my day began with coffee on the porch and a visit with Moonpie.







Then I took a drive to find Pat Conroy's grave to pay my respects.








Then I visited The Penn Center.

https://www.penncenter.com/

https://www.penncenter.com/history-timeline






The Brick Church is part of The Penn Center and is where Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. wrote part of his "I Have a Dream" speech.








On my way back to MarshSong I spotted  church run seafood festival that looked, and smelled, too good to pass up.

Delish!





Then it was time for a little more porch time with MoonPie and a phone chat with Donald.

I'm missing that cute guy of mine pretty bad.



We ended the day with the Wrap Up Reception at the Pat Conroy Literary Center.  


It was a perfect evening.












More pictures from this evening coming soon - check back!


Life is Good!



Friday, October 27, 2023

Friday in The Low Country

 

Another perfect day at The Pat Conroy Literary Festival.





The Literary Ladies of Southern Fiction discussion was a delight.

Mary Kay Andrews, Mary Alice Monroe, Cassandra King Conroy, Victoria Benton Frank, and Carrie Feron.










New friends  -  Mary Ellen Thompson, Hostess of MarshSong and Mike McFee












Life is Good






Thursday, October 26, 2023

Thursday in the Low Country

 

Today was a good day.


This is what I see when I first wake up.  A glorious Peter Max print I've somehow missed over the years.  I love it.




Some time with Moonpie. ❤







A drive down St. Helena Island











A sweetgrass basket that's going home with me.





A walk along the beach at Hunting Island and I found treasure!















Then back "home" to MarshSong.

















Life is Good



The only thing that could have made this day better would been if Donald and Annabelle had been here.