It was in the summer of l980 when I set a goal that every June, July and August from that moment on I would dedicate to perfecting my writing craft. My initial dream was to become a free lance writer and produce one successful novel after another. Thus forcing me to leave my high school teaching career behind. But each year as June, July and August came and went I remained ‘novel- less’. The first five summers resulted in strings…..
I spent last week making copies with my laser printer, punching holes in 1100 sheets of computer paper with my three-hole punch and then attaching with painstaking accuracy 3300 of those support circles around each punched hole. I thought the job would never get done! Let me explain how I got myself into such a predicament. Several years ago I was at a mall sitting behind my table displaying my books and attempting to entice shoppers to wander over and…..
I received a surprise in the mail a couple days ago when a note from my Mom showed up in our mailbox. Now our Mom has not been with us for over fifty-seven years. She died of a massive heart attack the day before Thanksgiving in l961. I was a senior in high school at the time. So how could I have possibly received a note written by her just a few days ago? Let me explain. Miss Allen was…..
This year’s Christmas letter carried a little urgency with it. You see last year’s letter did not meet my grandchildren’s expectations. I have received many, many rejections as an author over the last thirty-eight years but nothing quite as disturbing as receiving rejections from the grandchildren! 🙁 You see last year was a very full year with news and pictures and I did something unforgiveable. I did not do an update on our grandchildren. I think I spoiled them the…..
Several years ago as I was marketing my book, “Holiday Adventures for Kids” I made a terrible mistake of venturing into local libraries during their ” story hours’” for children. A book signing in a public library during story hour just seemed to make sense! However the error in my thinking soon became apparent. Since little children don’t tend to carry large sums of money with them they weren’t going to be in a position to invest in my book…..
My cousin Tom passed away last week. He was a member of my favorite side of the family. The Larson side of my family were mostly Minnesota farmers. They were Swedish, hard working and pretty serious folks. I loved them dearly and wouldn’t have traded my growing up years on the family farm for anything. The other side of my family was 100% Irish and at times as I was growing up the grass on that side seemed greener. But…..
As I type this blog the ground outside is covered with an early November snow fall and the winds are bitterly cold and gusting. I am calling a truce to the ongoing battle I have been facing throughout the spring, summer and fall with many of the critters that inhabit the same ground that I inhabit. All of us, the critters and myself included, think the area we inhabit belongs to us and not to anyone else. That’s why the…..
I began my first attempt at writing for publication about thirty-eight years ago. Needless to say my written word never made the best seller’s list in those early years and actually it hasn’t made it in the later years either. 🙂 But one good thing has resulted from such a lack of success. I can proudly state that I have earned my degree as a consignment connoisseur. My first three books, Children In The Outdoors, Volumes I, II and III…..
If you read my last blog you will remember I was in the process of preparing to educate a group of 90 year old’s about the science of pumpkin farming. Since I am back at writing a blog again this week you can assume I survived that adventure. 🙂 My 90 year old audience was very attentive and seemed to enjoy my presentation. I think they especially enjoyed following along as I described the pumpkin growing life cycle that I…..
You get a feeling when it’s about to happen. Someone is going to ask you to present a lesson to a group. You can never be sure what the topic will be you just know you are about to be asked. I have this sixth sense about things like that. Well last week it happened. Kathie and I were enjoying a meal at the Senior Citizen’s Center. Of course you know neither of us look old enough to be eating…..
