Schedule and Location

Our group meets on the first and third Wednesday of each month at the Nokomis Fire Station. From Sarasota or North, proceed a few blocks south of Albee Road on US 41 (past Matthews-Currie Ford) to Pavonia Road. Turn right (West, toward the bay) at the Fire Station's flashing yellow caution traffic light. From the south on US 41, we are two blocks north of Dona Bay. Turn left onto Pavonia Road at the flashing yellow caution light. At the Fire Station, drive to the fire hall's far end or west side; PLEASE DO NOT BLOCK THE FIRE DEPARTMENT DOORS! We gather in the training room at the far end of the complex for a meet and greet at 6:00 pm but call the Meeting to order at 6:30 pm and take a Ten-minute break at around 7:50 pm. Meeting Adjourns: 9:00 pm

Sunday, January 07, 2024

January 3rd, 2024

 

It’s a new year! 2024 is upon us, so let’s make the most of it. I want to start out the year with congratulations to Gary Conkol. Gary’s book, Benevolence, The Way Ahead in a World of Fear, Hate, and Divison, has been selected as the Book of the Month by the Florida Writers Association (FWA). Gary is an accomplished non-fiction and technical writer, but this is his first foray into fiction writing. If you haven’t had the opportunity to read this little gem, I suggest you get a copy and enjoy Gary’s wit and wisdom.

The holiday season is often stressful. I find relaxation in our meetings as I spend time with friends and fellow writers. Our discussions vary in each session. In the half-hour or so during the pre-meeting, when attendees trickle in, some talk has little to do with writing in content but makes for exciting listening. Incidents from our past lives, happenings in our daily routines, and tidbits involving family and neighbors provide a little respite from the holiday anxiety. Writers often find excitement in the most mundane situations, and it’s contagious. Join us at our next meeting on January 17th. You might learn something new.

Our main goal is to help each other with issues encountered in our writing process. The first portion of our meeting addresses simple matters most of us experience. As we discuss the diverse methods of handling the problem, even the most practiced of us learn from the others as we listen to solutions and varied approaches used to improve the process, or at least make it more definable in our minds. On the 17th, we will begin the discussion with how we define our characters within the confines of the story. What are some of the tricks, ways, and methods we use, have seen used, or plan to use in our future works. It would be helpful if, during the reading portion of the meeting, our readers read examples of the discussion subject.

 

Okay! We move on to the reading portion of this meeting with Don Westerfied’s reading a pair of his poems. Don explained how he constructs his poetry. A phrase or stanza comes to mind, and he writes it down. Over the following days, months, or even years, he might recall that snippet and add to it or sometimes inspire an entirely new poem. Tonight’s offerings included Insomnia. As daily concerns, memories of days gone by, or sounds in the night delay sleep, distant thunder and rain falling upon the rooftop wash away the encumbrances and bring solace and rest. – Similarly, Reminiscing begins with the phrase, “Wandering old paths at twilight’s ease, I listen to shadows of my years.” As an elder statesman of our group, we all learn from his wisdom and skill. Look for his writings on Amazon.

 

When Bruce Haedrich takes the floor, we wonder, “What will we hear tonight?” This week it was the final chapters of his latest work, The Janus Moon. It’s been 2000 years since the space travelers landed on the planet now known as Aquatania. Archeologists have uncovered the remains of an early city named Agropia on the coast of what is now known as Italy. As the technology of Aquatania is approximately the same as Earth experienced during the 1920s, the machines and products uncovered are vastly advanced and made of materials unfamiliar to the current residents. What have they discovered? Look for Bruce’s book on Amazon soon.

 

Two poems by Richard Cope tell different stories but are similar in context. Rising Water Pilgrim tells of water washing over once dry land as it washes away the debris and dirt of time’s accumulation. Does life renew itself with new experiences? If you’ve ever paddled upriver in a canoe, you can relate to a fantasy trip in My Old Canoe. Reliving memories of dark water, darker woods, and mystery abound in a well-written poem revealing the writer’s accumulated memories. Great job, Richard!

 

Military life is often full of surprises, and James Kelly is qualified to write about such things. In his latest book, Tremain, the young soldier has joined the Rough Riders as they prepare to embark from Tampa en route to Cuba. There, amidst the hustle and confusion of an army preparing for war, Tremain encounters his younger brother, Connor. A surprise, as Tremain didn’t know Connor had enlisted. He thought the boy was in college. As they stroll across the parade grounds, catching up with current circumstances, Colonel Teddy Roosevelt sees them recognizing Tremain, who introduces his brother to the future President. What lies in the future of these men as they depart for an encounter with the Spanish Army in Cuba.

 

Our “Book of the Month” author, Gary Conkol, read a letter he wrote a few days before Christmas. Entitled A Letter to Tragedy, he addresses the different methods of dealing with those awful times in our lives when we are forced to deal with tragic happenings. Looking at the issue from a writer’s POV, Gary asks, “Do we inspire, sympathize, soothe, provoke, sadden, rebuke, or invoke any number of alternate responses?” Do you? Can you say you’ve helped even one person through a personal tragedy?

 

As we had a little extra time near the climax of the meeting, we turned our attention to a subject broached by Anne Moore. Anne is interviewing women who have reached the age of seventy and wish to share their experiences and wisdom with younger women. Many of these women say they did not have a mentor in their younger years. A discussion sprung forth about “What is a mentor?” Is it possible some did have a mentor but didn’t recognize it? What do you think?

 

 

Well, that’s about all I have to say for this session. I hope to see you at the next meeting on January 17th. Until then, I encourage you to read, read, and read some more. Then, KEEP ON WRITING!

Tuesday, December 26, 2023

December 20th, 2023

 


 Welcome back. Yeah, I know, I’m late again. What the heck? It’s Christmas, and I have 10 Great-grand-kids to enjoy, so I’m a few days late? That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

The firehouse was filled with goodies, and we had a good time at the last meeting. Our annual donation to the Nokomis Volunteer Fire Department amounted to $225 this year. The Battalion Chief and on-duty firefighters accepted it along with a card signed by our writers. Thank you, NVFD, for allowing us to use your training room.

 

A first-time attendee joined us this week. Katie Lynch came to see what we do and shared an insightful piece after hearing several of our writers read. Her essay entitled Austin and Zelda, in rough draft form, tells us Katie is an accomplished writer and will do well with her endeavors. – We look forward to hearing more of her work.

 

Our reading session was abbreviated as we often paused to sample the goodies. Cookies, cupcakes, sandwiches, and candy adorned the table. More than we could eat as a group. The firefighters promised to give the leftovers a good home.

 

Don Westerfield started us off with two poems appropriate for the evening. Recalling events from years past, Don tells us of snowball fights, Threshold bells, Carols, Decorated trees, and the company of a faithful dog, all in “A Christmas Eve.”  Then, as he explores the time “Beyond Christmas,” we are introduced to a bewhiskered old man with soot-stained whiskers and a red suit, torn and dirty, trudging toward nowhere. Does anyone believe in love and goodwill anymore? “Is this where Christmas ends?”

 

Peter McNally stands out as a burgeoning storyteller among our group of writers. Peter tells of his life after suffering several debilitating strokes and Gran Maul seizures. The strokes destroyed his memory and wrecked his life. It’s taken years to rebuild a life, but as his efforts to tell his story continue, bits and pieces of the lost memory return. The heartbreak of losing a family he barely knew at the peak of his struggle is becoming more and more available in his mind. But our writer presses on. His skills are improving daily, as are his memories. Write Peter, Write!

 

Taking the season’s spirit in hand, Bruce Haedrich tells us of a plot to steal Santa’s secrets. His poem,  A Christmas Story, reveals a plot hatched at Murphy’s Pub by five guys from M.I.T. to kidnap Ol’ St. Nick and steal the technology that makes him able to travel so fast and enter places in magical ways. Efforts to warn Santa are met with an “oh, we know about that” attitude. Armed with five pills to be placed in the would-be… well, does the plan succeed?

 

James Kelly continues his story of Tremain Mackenzie as he joins the Calvary forming up and preparing to ship out to Cuba. The newspapers nickname the group The Rough Riders. Jim tells the story well. He received several ideas on how to approach the telling of how the women left behind by the men going off to war react and handle the stress. Kelly’s knowledge of military operations and life in service makes his story rise from the page and take shape in the reader’s mind. Good work, Jim.

 

We hope you've had a great Christmas, we did, and we wish you a Safe and Happy New Year. 

That pretty much sums up the last meeting of 2023. We begin a new year at the Firehouse on January 3rd, 2024. We look forward to another bountiful year filled with new stories, poems, and projects. Make all your wishes come true, and KEEP ON WRITING!

Tuesday, December 12, 2023

Dec. 6th, 2023

Sorry to be so late in posting this blog. After all, it’s the Holiday Season, and I’m busy. Unfortunately, all that other stuff and not my writing demands my time. I’m looking for a way to let Artificial Intelligence take care of that ‘other stuff’ so I can get back to doing important things. I haven’t had a decent nap in over a week, and that’s got to stop. Oh well!

 

We started the meeting with another discussion about AI. I wonder, can anything artificial actually be intelligent? Our ever-curious Bruce Haedrich was fooling around with this tool and decided to find out how fast it could come up with a summary of his latest work, The Janus Moon. He plugged it in, and before he could blink twice, a complete overview was on his screen. And it was accurate. Okay, but did it make up the story? No, but a summary is helpful, especially when submitting your work to an agent or publisher.      

 (I still don’t trust it, but that’s my opinion.)

 

We moved on to a second topic, Profanity. Do we need to use it in our work? Maybe even just a little? I’ve read a lot of work in my lifetime that has zero profane words in the text. Sometimes, as I listen to people talk, I wonder if they would be tongue-tied if they couldn’t use the f-bomb or refer to someone as a b----, son-of-ab-----, or a--hole. Do they use the same thing as they write? Huh? I use profanity in my work, usually when writing dialogue. I strive to make my stories relatable to readers, and I seldom find my character perfect. They use swear words in times of emotional stress or when facing a daunting situation. Having spent some years in law enforcement, I can attest to having heard an abnormal of cussing, cursing, swearing, and just plain rude language in more than one dialect, I might add. Our good friend Peter Frickel used to say, “If you must use profane language, you’re writing it incorrectly.” But even Peter had to admit people talk that way when they can’t express themselves intelligently. In conclusion, YOU’RE THE WRITER, WRITE IT HOWEVER YOU WISH.

 

As we moved on to the reading portion of the meeting, Dennis Cathcart took the floor. Dennis is embarking on a new work. Having told us many tales of his adventures while hunting and capturing reptiles in exotic locations, he has turned his attention to the fabulous opportunities he and his wife Linda have had to explore this beautiful planet. The working title of his new work is up in the air. By that, I mean, “he ain’t got one yet.” Chapter One, entitled To The Edge of The World, takes place in Tasmania. There, a wilderness teeming with exotic plants and wildlife abuts an ocean with tides racing around the globe to crash unabated on the shores of an island. On a windswept cliff, Dennis and Linda gaze upon a sight few will ever see.

 

Working on a trilogy in which Ernie Ovitz tells of those perceived private moments in the life of the Roman Emperor Constantine can be exhausting. Hours, days, weeks, months, or even years of research can wear down even the most dedicated writer. Ernie needs to take a break occasionally. This week, he brings us a speech entitled The Devil Made Me Do It. Ernie used to be a might heavier than he is now, and he blames his penchant for eating well and often too much. This humorous soliloquy is most apt at this time of year. How many of us will overdo the intake of calories and possibly imbibe in high-calorie beverages over the holidays. Good Luck Ernie.

 

Bruce Haedrich has completed the first draft of his latest work, The Janus Moon. Tonight, Bruce read a summary of Chapters 32 through 54. Although you might think a sci-fi story about a group of people setting off into space and abandoning a dying planet is old hat, wait until you read Bruce’s take on that age-old scenario. After all, Bruce wrote the Battery story that upset the Australian Parliament.

 

Homeward Bound Again is what James Kelly read for us tonight. The young man, Tremain, returns to Jefferson Barracks after serving as a Deputy Marshal in the Oklahoma Territories. Accompanied by his wife and baby, he returns to leave her with his adoptive parents as he sets off to join a Calvary unit preparing for deployment to Cuba. He will once again come under the tutelage of Teddy Roosevelt.

 

When Don Westerfield steps to the podium, we grin because we never know what’s coming. This week, Don blessed us with two of his poems. In Walk Away, he tells of a chance viewing of a woman across the room. Could it be? Is she an old flame who’d once broken his heart? Does he dare approach, or should he simply walk away? His reading of Poetic Mediocrity leaves all writers with an insight. We all have harbored doubts about our skills. Is it good? Is it bad? Or is it GREAT?

 

Well, there you have it. I’ve run out of time as well as brain power. I hope you can join us Wednesday, December 20th at the Nokomis Firehouse for our annual Christmas get-together. Until then…. KEEP ON WRITING!