I don't know why in the story you would think you would get a zillion emails againist your story. I am not clear that you meant that to be part of the story and was made up or you really felt that way. That's kind of a confusing part of the piece you read. Other than that I liked it. It made me think and also makes the reader want to read more.
Diane
I like this piece. I believe we should celebrate death for it is in death that we receive everlasting life.
I love the way you use "go Home" in this poem too. You explain your feelings very well.
Keep it up!
BeDiane
My Aunt is 81 and in bad health. I've put the word before her and many times she's been close to death but she won't listen.
That was really great. Have you ever read a story that begins with the end of the story? I love those kind. I think I read one that Sidney Shelton did years ago but I don't remember the name of it; perhaps you could find it and it would really give us some ideas.
When I was in Creative Writing class in college and wrote a short story on an abused woman every thing was in great detail until I got to the end and it looked as if I was in a hurry to finsh. I was. The instructor said endings are hard because if it is some thing personal it is so hard to create the ending.
I can use this article. It made me think!
Thanks,
Diane
Oh, I love this. It isn't just rambling it's writing stories. It's essays. Keep writing them and separate the stories. Be a little more wordee, little more descriptive, what's that son like, is he grown, has he went deer hunting with you, etc. like the first BLOG I read and you are in force with a great novel of essays. That's what I wanna do...something like the old Lewis Gizzard!
Diane
You go girl! I mean to say that without any mindfullness at all of what people go through. You know I am white but I was borned and raised in the slums/ghetto of Detroit. I knew what it was like without. The schools in the inner city were so bad I had to take a public bus about an hour and a half to go to a decent school. By the time I did this in the 8th grade I was so far behind! They didn't care. I told someone once that when I saw roits I didn't wonder why they did it I knew because I lived through it. You see, when you are poor the only way to get some thing better is to burn the old down to get new. Of course, that still didn't keep the grocery stores from charging out the roof prices compared to the suburbs. I say all of this in honesty. I know some of you will be offended but if you had lived poor you would know that I am speaking truth.
I am in the south now. Oh, how poor it is down here as well. Some times too, how backward. How segergated we have placed ourselves. One time at the hospital that was in a so called "bad neighboorhood" I had to hitch a ride with a black woman. I promised her I wasn't a white serial killer. Just take me and drop me off at the store to buy my Mom some snuff! She was kind and did. On my way back I talked to a young black man riding a bike talking of doing a carpet job for some extra money and the people left to buy a new car after he had rode his bike that far for work. People should care for people. It doesn't matter your race, religion, etc. Jesus didn't hang out with the rich in the churches, did He?
Well, got on my soap box too, Marie. Hope you are okay after Katrina. One of the news reporters that was in New Orleans ask the president why help didn't arrive. He replied, "Don't tell me I'm prejudice, I'm not." Well, maybe he isn't but there's going to be a time in America where there is just the very rich and the very poor, no middle class. I see it every day.
There I go again. I'm outta here before I get back on the soapbox again. I know you shouldn't talk religion, politics, or about YO MAMA!
Northern Born but Southern Breed makes for an interesting person, eh, folks?
Very good. I love the Lord too so this really touched me. I wish we could all be as perfect as Jesus was and I wished so much that people could remember where Jesus did his great work. He helped the poor, the sinner, the tax man, the fisher man,etc. He didn't hang out with the rich in the church. His church could be any where even in nature at a picnic with a mulitude with miricles of fish and bread.
BeDiane
After reading your wonderful, informative article I believe I will help my husband to proceed on the lawsuit which I think is involved with this type of chemical that was used in the coalmines and also with Jim Walter Corporation when Tim worked there building houses. Jim Walter also owned the coalmines where he was employed for over 20 years. He hurt his back in the coalmines which has left him unable to work. Losing his back at only 45 years of age he got about $50,000 after paying the lawyers. He has been trying to get his retirement started since his injury, 2002! UMWA is holding on to his money drawing interest while we sit and suffer. It's a rich man's world!
Keep writing.
Diane
That was absolutly beautiful. I can feel all five senses being used in this writing. You must have really loved. Is it about Robin? How did she pass away. I feel for your hurt because I've hurt before in love. It makes you scared to do the same again because of the fear of getting hurt.
Diane
Keep writing!
Elizabeth,
That was a truly great poem. It had a few errors though. She always called me "My Beth"
She knew my inner sole. Sole should be soul. Elizabeth, your grandmother would still love you being in jail or not. A close relatives love never dies because of an instance like this. My son, Chris has been in jail so much that he's just like a roommate. He's 26 and reminds me so much of the town drunk in The Andy Griffin Show. Chris has such a good heart but every thing else is gone. I'm having a hard time being around him because he is so silent now. We used to play little tricks on him but he's a grown man and I might as well accept it. If you are in jail and would like a penpal me and Chris will write you Let us know how you're getting along.
Take care, Elizabeth and remember God loves you! My mailing address is Diane Howard, 123 Sleepy Holler Cir., Cordova, AL 35550.
Diane
Oh, Country Mom if I could only write a poem like that---I guess I should try. I've never tried ryhming things but I should. It hit close to home when you said about watching the tree at night and then early in the morning. I used to do the same when I was a young girl. I have so many projects to do and so mnay irons in the fire that I guess I won't put up a Christmas tree and I should. My Mom never did after I grew up so I guess I am following in her footsteps. Actually, realistically I am indeed. She is living with us. Mom had a Bladder operation. It didn't hurt at all and it did no good at all but now she can't walk without a lot of assitance from me. She doesn't want the walker, cane or wheelchair. Mom's a tough cookie at 76!
Diane
It doesn't run smoothly. I kinda know what you are trying to say but I don't understand in the poem why you can't connect. Is it that you are just seeing the person in your mind or are you somewhere imagining that he or she is looking at you and you're smiling. There's just a bit of confusing but if you work and rewrite I really think it could be a good piece of work because I feel your setiment. Being alone even in a crowded place because I didn't feel like I felt in.
Keep writing!
Diane
Bless your heart. I remember those days when I was that age and things were so damn hard. I would try and I would be set back. I would love and not have it returned. I would put up with things that were not comfortable for me or others. I would listen to things that people said about me and I had no confidence. It was so hard. I then became an actress. That's when I became the Be Diane as in all my work. Reminding myself to be who I am. I am fify one now and I am going to remind you to be who you are. Don't act! You are wonderful. You are unique. You have a DNA no one else has. God has made you and you are deserving of being loved fully.
Love,
Diane
Beautiful, the best. I am your Secret Santa and I have enjoyed you so much. I hope you have me as well.
Love and best wishes at Christmas and always!
Keep writing and rewriting. We'll make it the best year ever. Together our group can make strides no one has seen in herstory! Or history in a man's case!
Love,
bediane1954
Canta,
That was beautiful, moving, and so vivid. You did an excellent job and it was so wonderful to read some thing outside of the US that told of some thing that we all can relate to, the death of a Mother. I hear your life changes forever. My Mother is in bad health and lives with me now. I wish you would take a look at the prayer I wrote for her. It's item # 1040428. There's also one about a Letter to My Son.
Keep writing, you are good.
Diane
That was so good and what a tribute to your Mom. What was wrong with her? My Mom is living with me now. She is doing better than she was when she lived with my Aunt who is knocking on heaven's door but not heeding the warning. My Aunt makes me so mad! I took Mom to the doctor today. She has to have a test, MRI to determine if she has Arnormality of Gait. I looked it up on the WebMD. I hope it isn't what they say it is.
Keep writing. Your poem bought me nearly to tears. I know one day soon it wil happen to me.
I really loved this poem and it also made me wonder why the dolly had to die in a fire. Was it so cold and there wasn't any firewood so it had to die to make you warm? I know in those days it was really hard and Mom was born in 1929 at the height of the depression. Didn't you ever ask?
Anyway you should keep writing. This is really good and you probably have stories that need to be told.
Keep writing,
Diane
Please read some of mine, too.
That poem was good and so true of us all. If we stay solatry we won't be involved and won't get ourselves hurt. I feel this way when I get real depressed on the way people treat other people. They just don't even understand when they are talking what they are really saying. So I decide, like you to sit and just stay to myself. I guess that's why some of us write just to heal our insides.
Keep writing,
Diane
I loved this poem and it is so true. I believe in Jesus and the second coming that is promised to us. We can trust Jesus when we can't trust others. When a friend disappoints me I think of how Peter and Judas did Jesus. Check out some of my writings and prayers.
Keep writing,
Diane
I liked this writing but would like it to be just a little bit long and more in detail so I could tell what you were trying to get across. Is it that you broke up with someone who was not right for you and you found someone else or is it that you got back together and found out you couldn't live without him?
Diane
I really liked this prayer and think it would be a good one to use on Thanksgiving as a family prayer. Have you thought about getting in touch with Guideposts and seeing if they would publish it. I've written some prayers on my site and letters if you would like to take a look at them.
I am a member of the Silent Helper's Group. It's great there we are like a small family. Check us out under groups and check out some of the writing. You won't be disappointed.
Diane
Very good on your expression of love. It needs a little work because it doesn't flow as well as it needs too. Other than that I like it. It shows colors, feelings, and other things very well it just needs some organization to make it flow from one sentence to another.
Keep writing and rewriting. That's what it's all about.
Diane
I liked this and have felt that way when waiting for one glimpse of a full moon. Yesterday I got to see the Moon in an oval shape. It looked like a great big egg. When it is so full that you can actually imagine seeing his/her face that is in the Moon I am really overwhelmed. I just about always miss the elcipse. : (
Blue Thunder,
I am drawn to that kind of literature as well. I also like Egar Allen Poe and I love Ann Rule. Have you ever read her "Stranger Beside Her." It's a wonderful book about her being a phone counsler with Ted Bundy. I have been all about the murder mysteries since I was a teen and I am now 50 yrs. old. When will it end? I don't think it will. By the way my first book was also "The Stand," it was and still is one of the greatest books I've ever read.
Diane
Oh, country Mom I feel your pain. This hit home so much. Read my letter to my son and you'll see that I have the same problem. Life is hard. Just about when I see some daylight the devil sneaks in the back door and play that game we played in school and knocks me to my knees. Abraham Lincoln said that sometimes there is no place to go but to your knees in prayer. Ain't that the truth?
Diane
That was such a great essay. It brought tears to my eyes because I can't imagine losing a child and in such a manner as this; it seems so unfair. We wasn't promised a life without pain and heartache. When my heart seems like it's breaking from the pain I see in the world and in my own home I just think of Jesus and the pain he endure. Jesus not only had pain from the cross but also in life.
Keep writing!
Diane
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