It’s so exciting to be recognized by the greater writing community! These Winter Months – the Kindle edition – won silver in the Global E-Book Awards. You’ll see the new sticker on our cover! http://globalebookawards.com/2017-global-ebook-award-winners/
“These Summer Months” has just been named a Finalist in the 2017 International Book Awards! Look for the list of winners and finalists here: http://www.internationalbookawards.com/2017awardannouncement.html
Just a quick heads up – pub date is April 14, 2017!
With the help of Empyre Media Productions, we produced a short film, featuring three of the contributing authors to These Summer Months, to give you all a glimpse of the wonderful variety of our work. A quick shout-out to Empyre Media Productions for their expertise. Look for it here!
Two 15-minute podcasts are up on Our Salon Radio. Featuring the editor and contributing author, Anne Born, the podcasts will be a chance to get better acquainted with The Late Orphan Project and both anthologies: These Winter Months and These Summer Months. Look for “Born in the Bronx” here.
Inspired Word NYC has developed a series of events to highlight the upcoming Queens Lit Fest in Long Island City, April 29 and 30, 2017. Look for editor Anne Born with Inspired Word NYC, reading from her new book of poems written on the NYC subway: Turnstiles.
Welcome to These Summer Months: Stories from The Late Orphan Project. The Backpack Press is proud to announce the writers whose work will be included in this second volume of stories. This volume will be available April 14, 2017 on Amazon, paperback and Kindle, and by special order at your favorite independent bookseller.
Mary Kay Fleming
Brian T. Silak
Margaret Van Every
If you would like more information on the Late Orphan Project, or the previous volume of stories, These Winter Months: The Late Orphan Project Anthology, please contact firstname.lastname@example.org.
Thrilled to announce a new poetry collection. Published today in solidarity with the Women’s March on Washington.
The River sums it up for me. “I wish I had a river I could skate away on.” It happens every year. There are holiday parties I love to go to and others that are painful. I ha…
Source: Cherish The Light
“I wish I had a river I could skate away on.”
It happens every year.
There are holiday parties I love to go to and others that are painful. I have a friend who is brilliant with small talk so I go to parties with her so I don’t have to say much. I marvel at how she can ask thoughtful, personal questions based on what the other person has told her. It just never occurs to me. I can talk about how good the spread is or how much I like the music, but small talk, the kind where you actually learn something about people, that eludes me.
It’s probably why I disliked family holidays so much. I can only remember about three family holiday dinners in my life where I walked away thinking how lovely that was, how wonderful that was. The constant in these three wasn’t the food or the event but the person who invited me. She has a gift for putting the right people in a room with the right food and the right mood and I measure other parties against hers.
Wishing someone a “merry” Christmas is just a greeting, of course, but I like to think it means, “have the kind of Christmas you need this year.” If you are having a terrible time at your job, I wish that you could be able to put the job on a shelf just long enough to have some peace. If you have trouble with your children or your parents, I wish you the ability to appreciate that they are just trying to get through their day too. And if you find yourself alone, and everyone asks you how you will be spending the holidays, I wish you the courage to say, “I will be spending it alone and I look forward to the solitude because it will feed my soul.”
When you spend the day alone, Christmas never really seems like just another day. There’s something in the air, there are fewer people out and about because they are all inside with presents and trees, and the day is suspended somehow and everything waits.
Holidays can be stressful because it’s easy to let others tell you how to spend them. It’s not always the most wonderful time of the year, there’s never peace on earth, and stores don’t care if you can’t handle the debt. People are still homeless and poor, they are hurting and sad. Families can’t get together and when they do, even when there is tremendous love present, personalities collide, hidden agendas reveal themselves.
But then, there’s this light. This particular holiday holds hope and promise in its open hand and the symbol is light. Christmas is a celebration of a better tomorrow. You can acknowledge that regardless of the hopelessness and grief that you feel today, the sun will come out tomorrow, just like Annie wails. There is tremendous vulnerability in evidence here in all the Christmas card pictures of a baby boy whose poor parents were left to fend for themselves in an unforgiving landscape. But it’s still all about hope. Be honest and craft the holiday you need.
I’ve selected my river this year and I will skate away. But I always hold the promise of growth and change, and even peace for tomorrow.
So, have yourself your very own personal kind of Christmas and cherish the light.