Monday, December 20, 2010

Ending the year with a look back at where we work

Last year many of the Meanderings and Muses guests honored us by agreeing to a request I made of them; to share a peek at where they work their magic. 

I stole the idea from THE WRITER'S DESK by Jill Krementz. 





It was a bunch of fun, and quite interesting, to see what people chose to share.  Some chose their "real" office.  Some chose their alternative offices.  Some chose a view from their office window.  And some chose a spot completely away from their laptops where their imagination just soars.

And now, here they all are.  Gathered  together in one spot, shown here in the order in which they were posted.

The Meanderings and Muses' version of THE WRITERS' (and Their Readers') DESKS.  
Enjoy!


Gillian Roberts


Liz Zelvin



L.J. Sellers




Sandra Ruttan



Toni Kelner



Lou Allin



Kelli Stanley



Morgan Mandel



Jenny Milchman



Hank Phillippi Ryan



JT Ellison



Sandra Parshall



Clea Simon



Marilyn Meredith



Pat Conroy



Whoa - Pat Conroy?!


Well, O.K.
So he wasn't a guest blogger.


So??!


We were part of his Blog Tour with TLC though - you can read it here


That counts.


Right?!


Right!



Jen Forbus



Mary Welk



Karen Olson



Lesa Holstine



Bronson "Bo" Parker



Alan Orloff



Jane Cleland



Patricia Neely Dorsey



Vicki Delany



Chester Campbell



Barbara Fister



Joanna Campbell Slan



Elaine Viets



Larry Karp



Meredith Cole



Chris Grabenstein



Elizabeth Spann Craig



Ooops!  That was Elizabeth's adorable Corgi, Chloe!


Chloe stole that shot, didn't she?!



Marcia Talley



Diane Chamberlain



Sarah Byrne



Mary Jane Maffini



Radine Trees Nehring



Rhonda Dossett



Patty Andersen



Neil Plakcy





Bill Crider




Leighton Gage



Beth Groundwater



N.J. Lindquist



SJ Rozan



Vicki Lane



Barbara Fradkin



Robin Minnick



Louise Penny



Sharon Wildwind



Mark  Coggins



Kate Gallison



Twist Phelan



Nancy Means Wright


Shelley Costa



Deni Dietz




R. J. Harlick



Kaye Barley, beginning Feb. 1, 2011. 




Thank you, everyone.

You've helped Meanderings and Muses
have yet another wonderful year, 
and it is much appreciated.


Here's to spending many more years together


Hugs!
Kaye





Sunday, December 19, 2010

Sharing an Office and a Bathtub by Denise Dietz/Mary Ellen Dennis

Denise Dietz, who also does Community Theatre, is the author of the Ellie Bernstein/Lt. Peter Miller “diet club” series, Footprints in the Butter - an Ingrid Beaumont Mystery costarring Hitchcock the Dog, and Eye of Newt. Her alter ego, Mary Ellen Dennis, is the author of The Landlord’s Black-Eyed Daughter (inspired by the Alfred Noyes poem “The Highwayman”), Stars of Fire, and Heaven’s Thunder – A Colorado Saga (May, 2011). Although Deni’s mysteries take place in Colorado, she and Mary Ellen live in a heritage cottage on Vancouver Island. They are both owned by a chocolate Labrador retriever named Magic, who likes to play Wimbledon ball-dog on the nearby tennis courts.  Visit www.denisedietz.com or www.maryellen.com for book covers, more Chien panels, and (candid) photos.

SHARING AN OFFICE AND A BATHTUB
by Deni Dietz

I think writing should be fun, so the items in my office tend to make me smile. First and foremost, one’s gaze is drawn to a rubber statue of Edgar Allen Poe, looming over a red Staples “That was easy” button.

I have two personas. Denise Dietz writes mysteries that have no socially redeeming values whatsoever, and Mary Ellen Dennis writes historical fiction that is ageless. Deni’s mysteries and Mary Ellen’s “history-mystery-romances” usually include romantic elements, inspired by their mutual best friend, novelist Gordon Aalborg. Gordon’s office is upstairs, in the loft, and he often sends Deni and/or Mary Ellen emails suggesting they meet for coffee in the kitchen. Meanwhile, his photo graces Deni’s desk, along with Cat Tracks, Deni’s favorite “Gordon book.”

Deni has a wonderful photo of her actress sister, Eileen Dietz – www.eileendietz.com – who played the possession scenes (and The Demon) in “The Exorcist” and inspired Deni to write Fifty Cents For Your Soul, which Publishers Weekly called “Hollywood noir.”

Deni likes to listen to show music. On her desk she has a stack of CDs that include Les Mis, Candide, Once Upon a Mattress, Phantom of the Opera, and a dozen other Broadway shows. She also has the Dixie Chicks, Harry Chapin, and Barbra Streisand. Mary Ellen prefers Celtic music and drove Deni crazy by listening non-stop to Loreena McKenna’s “The Highwayman” while writing The Landlord’s Black-Eyed Daughter.

Mary Ellen has a huge framed poster of Daniel Day Lewis in The Last of the Mohicans. Deni, who once sang professionally and had a reviewer compare her to Judy Garland, has…Judy Garland memorabilia. Deni also draws cartoons, starring a dog named “Chien.” Like Snoopy, Chien is trying to write a novel (and find a publisher). 

                                               
Deni and Mary Ellen share the same bathtub, where they think up their plots. They also share the same desk. Aside from their individual piles of research books, photos, notebooks and scrap paper, aside from their computer screen, keyboard, modem, phone and printer, they share a stuffed “deadline vulture” that perches on top of the modem. Deni named it Michael Seidman after her first editor. Deni and Mary Ellen share a heavy rock, ostensibly a paperweight, that has CREATE chiseled on its surface. They also share a small ceramic tortoise; it reminds them that if you only write one page a day, by the end of the year you’ll have written a book. Both write more than one page a day. Deni likes the stress of deadlines, Mary Ellen prefers to finish her manuscripts before she sends them to her publisher. Deni owns a small ceramic frog in a witch hat, seated behind a crystal ball. The frog inspires her to write Toe of Frog (AKA “The Da Vinci Toad”), her sequel to Eye of Newt. In that book readers will meet a reincarnated Rottweiler who is afraid of doorbells and songs from the 1970s. Leaning against the wall is Deni’s Lamb Chop hand puppet, given to her by a fan who read Chain a Lamb Chop to the Bed, the third Ellie Bernstein “diet club” mystery.

Mary Ellen collects angels. Her favorite angel holds a piece of paper with a Luciano de Crescenzo quote: “We are each of us angels with only one wing and we can only fly by embracing each other.”


Saturday, December 18, 2010

Musing and Meandering on a Saturday Morning

I haven't done one of these Saturday morning rambles in awhile, and I've kinda missed doing them.  But you know, life just gets busy, doesn't it?!  Time for me to just sit back, take a few deep breaths and say a little "thank you" for the good stuff.  It's so easy to dwell on the bad stuff and sometimes overlook the things we're thankful for. 

This has been one of those weeks of weather we tend to have here in these North Carolina mountains.  Those who aren't familiar with the region hear "North Carolina," and think "Southern."  Which is true, of course,, but the area we live in is a whole different ball game than just 4 hours away in the Piedmont area of the state.  This week Appalachian State University was closed Monday due to blizzard conditions, and closed half a day Tuesday.  We made it in to work on Wednesday, but then we were stuck home on Thursday due to ice.  Made it to work on Friday.  We've still got a lot of ice in our driveway, but the roads are much better and the temperatures have actually creeped up above freezing - at least during the day.

It's different in other ways, also.  I've learned since being here that "Mountain Culture" and "Southern Culture" are two entirely different things.  A blog for another day, methinks.

Snow days can be fun, but they can be a bit stressful too - especially when you know you've got work to do on your desk in town 12 miles away.

But.  That's when it's time to put things in perspective.  It's a job, and a job we're damn glad we have during this time of economic crisis.  But, on the other hand - how much good are we to our employers, our families and ourselves if something happens to us while we're trying to fight Mother Nature to get to work?   This is when good ol' common sense is a lovely thing to have.  (it's surprising to me how many people out there seem not to be in possession of common sense.  It has served me well during my life; how 'bout you?).

One of the things I've done a lot of this week is read (surprise!).  And some of that reading has included some of my favorite blogs.  A few that I've especially enjoyed this week are Alex Sokoloff's piece at today's Murderati about traveling.  I love Alex, and I admire her.  The woman is smart, funny, talented, gorgeous and brave.  What's not to admire?!

I always love reading The Lipstick Chronicles.  Always.  I enjoy every one of the women who make it one of the best spots to hang out on the web.  And the community of regulars they've built up is pretty amazing.  Being one of those who is a child of the 60s, I was especially taken with a guest post written by Libby Fischer Hellmann entitled "Forty Years Later."  If you enjoy this piece, you'll probably love her newest book, SET THE NIGHT ON FIRE.

And oooooh, Liz Zelvin - what can I say.  She perfectly summed up exactly how I feel about cell phones in a piece at Poe's Deadly Daughters.  Cellphonismo.  Perfect!  I'm a true techie - love my iPad entirely too much, but I'm one of those who thinks cell phones are Satan in a Shell.  And if one more person bumps their cart into me while doing their grocery shopping and attempting to carry on a conversation over their cell phone, I'm just not going to even try to restrain myself.  I have many, many cell phone rudeness stories - a whole blog's worth.  (Another day).  In the meantime, my friend Liz has summed it up nicely.  Poe's Deadly Daughters is another place I hang out practically every day.  It's comprised of a group of women who are all excellent writers, many of whom I'm proud to call friends.

Speaking of friends.  Jen Forbus is a very special woman.  She's very special to me, and she is very special to a lot of people in the mystery community.  She keeps coming up with the most brilliant projects for her Jen's Book Thoughts, it's just mind boggling.  I have no idea how she does it, but I hope she'll continue doing all she does for a long, long time to come.  The latest is her "2010 Crime Writers Caught Recommending Crime for the Holidays" series.

And, if you're intent on really adding to your TBR stack, or if you're looking for a book gift for the holidays, I recommend checking out Lesa Holstine's Lesa's Book Critiques.  I was tickled pink to see her top pick for her column, "A Few of My Favorite Things," is  Beth Hoffman's "Saving CeeCee Honeycutt," which happens to be one of my favorites also.  (Thanks to Lesa's recommendation as soon as she discovered it).

And there's the always excellent and informative and fun Bill Crider's Pop Culture Magazine.  I don't just check his column every day - I check it several times a day.

Need a perfect recipe?  Of course you do!  And you'll find great ones at Mystery Lovers' Kitchen.  Another group of pretty terrific mystery writers, who also happen to enjoy some time in the kitchen. (it must be the "southern" thing, but I seem to share a lot of the same favorites with  Elizabeth Spann Craig !).


Want more recipes?  Especially chocolate?!  mmmm - yum.  Don't miss Janet Rudolph's Dying for Chocolate.

Thanks to Mason Canyon's Thoughts in Progress, I've discovered a new to me writer.  Carolyn Brown.  I've been reading her Honky Tonk series.  I won all four books in the series at Mason's blog and I am loving them!  I've always been partial to cowboys . . .

A couple of my favorite blogs not only include columns I always enjoy, but some pretty wonderful photography.  If you're not already familiar with Vicki Lane's Mysteries blog (or her wonderful Elizabeth Goodweather Appalachian mystery series!), I encourage you to check her out.  Along with my friend Jill, who lives up the road.  Jill does wonderful photo essays at her not to be missed Jill's Life blog  featuring life at her place with 3 dogs, a cat, 3 horses and 3 mini-mules.  AND some views that will make your heart sing.   And every once in awhile she shares a peek at one of her paintings - which are just plain and simply breathtaking.

Enjoy, peeps!

Take a breather from the hectic pace of the holidays and treat yourself to some treats around the interwebs.
Grab a cup of coffee, a nice warm pastry, your quiltie, and settle in. Life is good.

Holiday Hugs from our house to yours!

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Why Molly Bloom Doesn't Get Anything Done by Shelley Costa

Shelley's stories have been anthologized in The World's Finest Mystery and Crime Stories (Forge, 2004), nominated in 2004 for an Edgar® Award by Mystery Writers of America, and received an Honorable Mention in the 2006 Pushcart Prize Anthology.  She's had short crime fiction published in Crimewave (UK) and non-mystery stories published in The Georgia Review and The North American Review.  Her latest story was on the cover of the April 2010 issue of Alfred Hitchcock Mystery Magazine, and her book, The Everything Guide to Edgar Allan Poe, was published in 2007. She has a Ph.D. in English, teaches creative writing at the Cleveland Institute of Art, and is currently at work on a YA thriller, The Golden Heliocrypt: A Pete D-Sat Adventure, which should be finished by the end of the year, as long as she continues to say "no."

Why Molly Bloom Doesn’t Get Anything Done
by Shelley Costa

I admit it: I have never read Ulysses.  I will probably never read Ulysses and I feel just fine about it, maybe because I’m now twenty-seven years past grad school.  That’s like, like, a whole lifetime for people named Kylie.   I can hardly remember those halcyon days of no money, posturing seminars, and scrupulously dancing around the U. question.   I’ve had years to get beyond the sympathetic intellectual nod designed to imply deep connection to a novel I’ve never opened whenever someone at a snoozer cocktail party launches into the topic of Ulysses.

Considering Literary Modernism was one of my special areas, this non-Ulysses stance, this lack of Ulysses,  is especially interesting.  I learned artfulness, and like all seasoned students everywhere, how you can get the most bang for the buck.  I found that bang in the novel’s final line, where Molly Bloom is lying awake in bed.  After all the chapters, I hear tell, in which the characters wander in and out of Dublin pubs and brothels talking about a cheese sandwich and a scrotumtightening sea, what she says is

 yes i said yes i will yes

While you scowl over your martini and swirl the olive around, and while your companion, who acts like he thinks he has a shot with you, adjusts his glasses with the earpiece held together by adhesive tape, here’s where you can mutter something about some final affirmation of life.  Then slap a faraway look on your puss.  That should do it.

But the problem with final affirmations of life like Molly’s is that it leads to trouble.  Whenever Molly gets up in the morning, you can just bet she’s going to agree to throw all the Holy Name Society breakfasts for the next five years down in Donaghmede-Clongriffin-Balgriffin Parish. 

One can only hope that Molly Bloom is not a writer.  Because what we call an affirmation of life is
really a commitment to all the wrong things.  The cheese and sausage sale for the PTA.  Stuffing envelopes for some hopeless candidate running for political office.  Making a rag rug out of the pajamas of dead relatives.

So maybe I’ve learned something, after all, from a book I’ve never read.

My tap shoes are gathering dust, since every week the  choice seems to come down to getting another hour and a half written on my novel or confounding my feet with the riff, wing, pull back, cramp roll, and shuffle ball change.  Ulysses should be so complicated.

And I recently resigned my very important responsibility at our local library: namely, the official driving of the quarterly newsletters to the post office where they are mailed bulk rate to 200 people.  I count them.  And fill out paperwork.  And wonder how many hours it would take how many chimps to write Hamlet.

No, I say no, are you kidding me? NO.

Make no mistake: the real affirmation of life.  The writing life.


The Official Work Space

The Actual Work Space


Monday, December 13, 2010

Sissyfriss Sockmonkey and Lou Lou Skiptoo Watch the Snow Fall in Boone

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow . . .




So pretty.


"Well, Hey There, Lou Lou - where have you been?"



"Hey, Sissy.  I've been out walking with Harley, but I think that's my last trip out today. It is blowing like crazy!!"

"I know.  Just a little while ago I could see down the driveway, but now I can't see anything.  It's a blizzard, for real."

"Sissyfriss, remember last year we walked up here from Auntie Coo Coo's house.  In our snowshoes!  Remember?!"

"Lordy, yes, I remember!  I also remember drinking too much and having one heck of a hang-over the next day!  Tee-Hee."

"Now that Auntie Coo Coo has moved to Florida to be with Waldo, and we're living here, we can just stay tucked in all nice and warm.  The only time we have to go out is when Harley says it's time."

"That devil dog.  He LOVES the snow.  He pretends it's time even when it's not just so he can go out and run like a crazy dog in all this mess."

"It's pretty though."

"Yes.  It is."

"And quiet.  Peaceful."


"And magical."




Run, Harley!  Run, Run, Run!!


Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow . . .