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Tricia McCallum is a Toronto freelance writer and also publishes fiction and poetry.

Friday, December 17, 2010

Baby, It's Cold Out There!

We're up in Haliburton today. I am looking down at the lake and it is a winter wonderland. There I did it, used the "w" words. Deer tracks are everywhere; wwe spotted two big ones gazing down at us from the hillside this morning. They are the definition of serene. How can they be so composed in 10 degrees Fahrenheit?

When we got here last night and opened the place up I could see my breath - inside! Started building a fire and kept our coats on the entire evening. I went to bed fully clothed as my two westies gazed longingly at my filled hot water bottle.

No wonder past generations took so few baths. Remember, no central heating! Can you imagine the effort to heat up enough water - bucket by bucket - to fill a tub - and the courage to take off all those clothes?

Only a few days til the big one. Cannot wait!

Monday, December 13, 2010

Post Book Launch.

My Book Launch on Saturday was even more than I hoped for. About 50 people joined me for a day of celebration and support for my new book, "Nothing Gold Can Stay."

Releasing the book feels a little like sending one of your small children out into the world. On a cold day. Without mittens. I am protective and a bit apprehensive, but I realize the work must stand on its own if it is to succeed. So off it goes on a wing and a prayer.

The Gallanough Library was the perfect setting for the event. Books everywhere, on shelves, stacked on tables and wherever there was space. Everyone arrived by 2:30 and I began signing books right away at my signing table, which was bedecked with off white roses and scented candles glowing. And, of course, a bowl of chocolates. Writer's cramp set in after number 50 but I wasn't complaining: I was thrilled.

The food was divine: wraps and nibbles, dips and wine. And a sweets table to boot.

About midway through the afternoon, my brother Scott asked everyone to gather around. He was in fine form as M.C. opening with the surprise news that this was actually not my first book, that I had written three others. He then produced three hefty books from a bag, with these titles taped over the real ones. The first was called "My Brother, My Hero." Second, "Did I Tell You About My Brother?" and third, "How Great Is My Brother?" Scott is irrepressible.

Two close friends and my two sisters took turns addressing the crowd in very eloquent presentations. I drank it all in, of course.

And then it was my turn. I spoke briefly about the therapy that poetry offers, to both the writer and the reader, and then read three pieces from the book.



Everyone there seemed so genuinely thrilled for me and I think that was the sweetest gift of all.

I've always said that writing in and of itself is worthwhile, regardless of whether it achieves commercial or public success of any kind. Should my book catch fire and sell well I would be absolutely elated. But this is secondary to me. To have sent it out into the world as a tribute to my lovely mother and father is truly what means the most.

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Saturday, December 11, 2010

My Book Launch!

I am just getting ready to head off to my Book Launch and I am so excited. It is simpy the best Christmas present I could ever have. A long time in coming but worth the wait.

The weather is cooperating for those coming in from out of town with a huge storm holding off for tomorrow. My thanks to whatever/whomever is responsible.

I'll be reading from the book, my brother Scott will be the M.C. and a few friends and family will weigh in also.

Not sure what I'll say.. think I'll just go with the moment.. but here's a quote of Eudora Welty's that I will probably include in my comments..

"The charm of poetry is that it rejects the edifying cathedral and, instead, indelibly photographs the small boy on the steps outside chewing a hunk of melon in the dust."

Isn't that perfection?

Here I go... wish me luck!

 

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