August 6th, 2025

 

 Nine stalwart writers braved the heat and threatening rain to join us at the firehouse this evening. A quick general discussion about various things, including the use of AI in research, preceded our moving directly into the readings for the evening.

 

Leading off, Ernie Ovitz read the latest chapter of his current work, The Penitent Man. Ernie uses ChatGPT freely in his research, but does not allow it to change or usurp his writing style. Using the AI program as an idea for probability and possibility, he tells his story with a personal touch that reflects his ideals and imagination. This chapter has Lee Santino in the nation of Panama searching for a banker who might possibly clear his name for being involved in a financial crime with international espionage ramifications. We look forward to high-speed chases, gun battles, and danger around every corner.

 

Having traveled the world over looking for rare and exotic plants, Dennis Cathcart has fantastic experiences to share with us. Tonight, The Lime Incident took center stage. High on the western slopes of the Andes Mountains in Ecuador, Dennis and his buddy Wally explored in the rain as they searched for a rare plant purported to grow in the region. While below the peak of 21,000 feet, they worked in a rarefied altitude of 5,400 feet, two degrees south of the equator. Hot and humid year-round, the cooling rain was almost drier than the heat and humidity of a clear day.

After a day of plant collecting, they sought refuge for the night in a nearby village. Spotting a sign reading HOTEL PARIS, they inquired about rooms. Yes, rooms were available, but no water, no electricity, few cots, and even fewer doors. Still, there was no other option, and the place had a bar/restaurant next door. They sat down to a stiff drink (Cuba Libre) and a meal of fried chicken. The mayor joined them, and a small crowd formed as the trio exhausted the bar’s supply of limes and rum. To help out, the Gringos broke out their emergency supply of rum and a bag of limes. Late into the night, our intrepid heroes stumbled off to bed. Awakening with a serious hangover. Dennis says he must have felt worse in his life, after all he’s been snake-bit, had malaria, broken his neck, and even got run over once, but couldn’t really remember when. They made it to a different town, another hotel, and once again it was a dinner of fried chicken and Cuba Libres. Plant Collecting ain’t for sissies.

 

Scott Anderson has embarked on a mission; he has committed to writing 400 Haiku poems over the next year. For our enjoyment, he shared seven of his latest with us this evening. Each of these brief beauties sets forth a scenario in our brains. How can so few words evoke such a vivid picture?

 

Staying with the poetry evokes a vision path. Don Westerfield set forth two poems and a short story for our enjoyment. Water gave us a chance to witness the cycle of life in a cold mountain stream. While Tracks allowed us to explore and imagine what once was as we followed a deserted and overgrown railroad. Then, we visited the Philippines in a short story, Clack, Clack, Clack. A pond for rearing Milkfish on his wife’s family property allowed him to witness a deception of epic proportions. While striking the pail three times in succession lured the body of fish to the edge of the pond to be fed, it also lured them there for capture as they became dinner for the family. When the clack, clack, clack was given, the unsuspecting fish rushed toward the sound, expecting a feast; instead, they became the feast.

 

The latest chapter in Bruce Hadrich’s Nadia brings us to where Chris and Nadia are on the road, supposedly returning to New York. Nadia is a new form of life dubbed terrestrials by the scientists who have created them. Their existence has been uncovered, and the Government has set forth a plan to eliminate them to appease the demands of the human population. To combat the plan, retraining schools have been developed, which will train the terrestrials to act and feel like humans so that they may hide in plain sight. Chris has fallen in love with Nadia, yet he still trusts and loves his girlfriend Nancy. He must enlist her aid in keeping Nadia from being discovered.

 

Danny Spurlock brings a new story to us. Nurse Ray shows us a time in the life of a dedicated nurse during the COVID pandemic. Our nurse recognizes a patient he once knew from the pre-COVID days as a regular patron of a local bar, the Apple Blossom. Gene Broadmore was a fan of The Snowdrifts, a CW band playing at the Blossom. As the COVID virus ravaged Gene, they bonded. When Gene was too sick to speak, he wrote down a list of songs he enjoyed. What happened to Gene and Ray? How did their relationship fare? Look for Danny’s story.

 

Advance the Line, is the title of James Kelly’s newest work in the Mackensie family saga. In this chapter, The Girl Left Behind, Johnathon thinks about what he should do about his girlfriend, Mary Elizabeth, Lizzie. Should he tell her how he loves her, maybe even marry the girl, or should he go off to war and ask he to wait for his return? The author looks at both sides as he explores Lizzie’s mind. Should she profess her love for Johnathon? Should she put pressure on him to marry? We await the publication of this newest book in the saga of an American family of heroes.

 

We ended the evening with a delightfully humorous piece by Dino Blanchi entitled Cons and Prose. New York City and its neighboring New Jersey area are a world unto themselves, both in thought and language. Reading the words of a story about the area cannot be complete without the inflection and boldness of the language. Fagetaboudit is a word. The lilt and inflection of other such nouns, verbs, and adjectives lose their feel when spoken by a layman, not a naturally born ‘Neworksey’ native.

I look forward to hearing Dino read his next chapter.

 

Well, that wraps up the fun from our latest meeting. I can hardly wait until August 20^th, our next meeting at the firehouse in Nokomis. Until we see you there again, remember to READ, Read, and read some more. Then WRITE, Write, and write some more, then come and share it with us.

July 16th, 2025

 Welcome back, to me as well. I was MIA from the last meeting. I don’t know what everyone else thinks about moving, but I think, ‘MOVING IS A BITCH!’ I don’t want to do it again. If I have a choice, I’ll live here until I croak.

We spent the first thirty minutes of the meeting catching up on what each of our attendees had engaged in so far this summer. Everybody has been busy writing, editing, and rewriting. It’s too hot outside to do much more than what is absolutely necessary. Even those things are abbreviated due to the heat. Remember, drink plenty of water, wear a hat, and stay in the shade as much as possible. Also, take frequent breaks in the A/C if possible.

Work up a sweat at the computer or desk. Writing can be hard work, but it’s more fun than mowing the lawn in 100-plus degree heat. Well, it is for me anyway. But it’s your choice.

 

We moved on to the reading portion of our meeting. As usual, a first-come, first-served method sets the reading schedule, and tonight Ernie Ovitz led us off reading Chapter 12 of his latest work, The Penitent Man. Financial intrigue, marital stress, organized crime, and international subterfuge fill the pages of this story. It’s enjoyable to read and packed with information about global finance.

 

Our senior member, Don ‘Westy’ Westerfield, always has something important to say with his poetry or prose. This week we enjoyed hearing two poems. Tomorrow, shows us Don’s way of looking at what is to come. The opening lines,  

In Gods cupboard

still lie all my tomorrows

how many I cannot say

 

As we listen to his poetry, I watch the audience, all are rapt, some shed a tear. Then, as we turn the page to his second offering, Alaska Sings, we hear the lyrical sound of the Wind wafting through the valleys, over the mountains, and joining the Hawks and Eagles as they sing their songs of warning. Muddy rivers race down the slopes, rushing to enter the sea. We feel the chill of winter and the warmth of a cold sun as we feel the pain of those who take her treasures, even as she wails. As his voice goes silent, we still hear her songs.

 

We are blessed to enjoy poetry and prose from our writers. Scott Anderson stepped forward with a project of writing 400 Haiku poems this year. Tonight, he read seven of them for our enjoyment. Only three lines, the small Japanese poems conjure images in our minds with few words. And each of us sees them differently.

 

Bruce Haedrich delves into the world of automation and AI with a, well, it’s Sci-Fi for now, but may well be reality before too long. In Bruce’s story, Nadia, robotic humanoids are designed to look, act, and even feel like humans. Nadia is one of the early models. She, or should I say ‘It’, is decommissioned and turned back to the manufacturer for upgrading.
We all know Bruce has a vivid imagination, so what takes place next is not surprising. A company buys all the old humanoids to turn them into farm workers. With the newer models taking over almost all the jobs in the world, an economic crisis looms. Oh, by the way, some of the old models were used to create a new species of human referred to as TERRESTRIALENSIS. When Nadia asks. “Who is this God, all of you talk about?”…

 

Danny Spurlock tells of his thoughts after reading the memoirs of a man growing up in New York City. Did you know that JFK’s assassination exposed an issue with the telephone service in the United States? Danny’s father got a job with the telephone company because of the need for more infrastructure. In those days, ‘women need not apply.’ They lived in a rural area, and Danny couldn’t fathom living in a city. I mean, where would you get a septic tank large enough to handle all that sewerage?

 

Dino Blanchi writes of his early adult years in New York. Remember when SPF was unknown to youngsters? We used baby oil so we tanned faster; we were human shish kababs. There might have been a few instances where memory-altering liquids were involved. Oh, I’m sure we’ve all had an experience with something like that.

 

Are you divorced, or at least know someone who is? Lex Concord brought us a “tongue-in-cheek analysis of the dating landscape for divorced men.” How do women perceive a newly divorced man dipping his toe into the dating pool? There are a lot of things a woman might do, say, and ask of a man before she takes him seriously. Lex has looked at this with a humorous eye, and we look forward to more work in the future. Thank you, Lex.

 

James Kelly also explores relationships in his books, chronicling the MacKenzie family and their military service to the United States. Now the fourth generation of MacKenzies is in harm’s way. Johnathon is fighting in France during WWI. As a tank commander, he is leading troops against an entrenched force of Wilhelm II, King of Prussia. When his tank stalls, he fights on, using the cannon and guns aboard his machine, until the maintenance crew can get it underway once again. He is noticed by his commanding officer. They are at war, where will the young officer end up?

 

This was a great night, and we heard a lot of excellent writing. Of course, almost all readers received some suggestions; I’m sure we’ll hear about their changes, or whatever, at a future meeting. Until we meet again on August 6^th at the Nokomis Firehouse, we would like to see you there. So remember, READ, Read, read some more, and then KEEP ON WRITING!

JUNE 18, 2025

 

Welcome back. 

Here we are at the final meeting of the first half of 2025. Already? It seems as if the year just started a few weeks ago. How are you doing with meeting your goals for this year? I will say I’ve fallen behind. I don’t know if it’s laziness, distraction, or something I don’t recognize. Maybe it’s a little of all that. Anyway, once I get moved into my new home and get settled, I plan to make a concentrated effort to catch up. That brings up another question. Can one really catch up? The time wasted is time we have not used effectively. We cannot recover time. No matter how hard I’ve tried, I can’t make the clock run backward any place but in my head. Good luck repurposing lost time.

 

This week, only nine writers could attend the meeting. Several of our regulars were out of town, and a few have returned to homes in northern climes, but two new adventurers came to see what we do here. Welcome to Lex Concord and Dino Bianchi. We look forward to you joining us many more times in the future.

 

First up in the reading portion of the meeting, Ernie Ovitz brought us scenes ten and eleven of his short story, The Penitent Man. 

Scene 10: A Chinese businessman named Yan Qing approached Santino with an offer to pay the price demanded by the brother of the President of the United States. Santino delivered the message. The deal was done, but a suspicious plane crash claimed the life of the President’s brother. Now, agents of several government agencies were probing into Santino’s business affairs. They intended to prove he was in league with the Chinese Government to cause harm to the United States.  

Scene 11: While in Panama, attempting to clear his name, Santino has a dispute with a Customs Agent at the airport. Santino’s bodyguard stops him from drawing unwanted attention to himself by making an example of a single man demanding an exorbitant bribe.

 

As always, Don Westerfield brought us two poems. Both were written some years prior, but carry a modern message. While listening to the poem “Eternity,” the listener can hear the indecision in the writer’s voice as they contemplate the existence of an omnipotent being. But the rest of the story becomes clear in the final stanzas. Always interested in aircraft, Don pursued a career in Military Aviation. So, it is not a reach when he brings us a poem formed as a ballad about men and their flying machines. The poem Dan and His Staggered Wing Beech tells a tale of a cocky young pilot who heeds a call for help from another pilot who is lost and engulfed in a dangerous storm. As Dan and his revered Staggered Wing Beech launch into the storm in his effort to guide the beleaguered to a safe landing, the fellow flyers watch and wait. Soon, the lost pilot lands safely, but what of Dan?

 

The Last Soviet is the working title of Ursula Wong’s latest work. This is the second work in a series about a brilliant programmer and coder who developed an application designed to translate all languages. Grace called her app “e-parlay. “ As Grace discovered her app could be used for evil, she destroyed it. Or did she? Now, International Intelligence agencies of many countries, including the USA, are looking to get their hands on “e-parlay.”

 

Do you know that most women have not had the opportunity to work with a mentor? Anne Moore has started a project to help women discover the benefits of mentorship. Anne is conducting interviews with seventy women aged seventy years old. She is asking questions pertinent to life’s lessons these older women have learned the hard way. All so that she can share their vast knowledge with younger women seeking guidance. Good luck, Anne.

 

Okay, then. Our next meeting is on July 2^nd, and we would like to see you there. Until then, READ, Read, and read some more. Then, KEEP ON WRITING.