Friday, August 31, 2012

Full Moon Friday

The end of August happens to be on a Friday. The end of August also happens to be on a full moon. August has been kind to us. Steve continues to work hard with his library and college teaching gigs. Last week I started teaching a night class (Composition I) and then interviewed to teach three classes in September at another community college. I also started a magazine editing and writing class this week and it is going to be a lot of fun to learn new writing skills to share with others. Fall 2012 is certainly going to be a busy writerly season. Cheers!

Thursday, August 23, 2012

Wraith from the Past Crossing my Path

It's nice to live in my hometown, but some days I just want to live where I don't know anyone, especially with wraiths from the past who occasionally cross my forward-moving path, sending nasty little chills of negativity in my direction. For some reason, I dressed up yesterday to go to the doctor's office. I wore a nice black outfit, put on full makeup and did my hair, and put on my emancipation (orange) shoes. I was grateful to have them on, as I met face to face with one of my childhood tormentors. In this case, he had been cruel to me from elementary school through my first year at Holy Cross Junior College. (He never outgrew it.) He actually mocked me, along with others, during a college freshman speech. (And I wonder if you are getting your second master's degree?) This person never explained why he acted like such an asshat to me for all those years, nor did he ever apologize. Usually I am discreet on my blog, but today I will "out" my tormentor,at least with his first name, especially since he still carries negativity. His name is Eric. I did not or would not look at him, but I did glance slightly in his direction with a silent and guarded expression. He dared to wear an IU shirt. I could not bring myself to rise above this time and smile and say hello, but I am doing my best to forgive and let go for my sake. The lesson I learned is that in later years (thanks to therapy and acquired wisdom) that it is not my problem. Like many others, it was--and IS-- his problem. I refuse to take it on any more. And what a liberating feeling it has been to start putting the guilt and the issues where it belongs-- on the guilty parties. Perhaps Eric,like another, you will end up in another kick-ass, nonfiction emancipation essay. And I hope to God that you didn't pass on your cruel misogynist ways to your offspring. I'm sure your school-age son would be so proud to know that his daddy was a coward who bullied girls.

Monday, August 20, 2012

Gen Con 2012

Steve and I ventured to Indy for Gen Con again. It was a much-needed vacay for Steve, as he is working during the day and teaching online classes at night. I needed to get out of the house, as enrollment is down where I teach, so many of us did not get a class in August. Boo. I will be teaching Comp I at the end of this month, though. I've been doing housework, going through stuff for a Labor Day garage sale, setting up Lia Sophia jewelry soirees, playing with a new musical ensemble,doing a musical performance at the LaSalle Branch Library, submitting a proposal for a travel grant this fall, submitting resumes and writing samples for freelancing opportunities, and writing my novel, so I have been keeping busy. Plus, I'll be taking one class this fall on magazine writing and editing, so perhaps it's a good thing to take a little time off between teaching sessions. However, I don't rest well, especially at home. So, it was great to run away from home for a few days, and then return home to our loving kitties and our normal routines. We can both focus better. Gen Con was fun: so much fun. We arrived on Thursday night in a rainstorm. Fortunately, the weather cleared and we had sunshine for the remainder of the trip. Steve and I both attended sessions on Friday and Saturday. My favorite session was New York Times Best Selling Author Michael Stackpole's lecture on 21 days to a novel. The good news is that I have an awesome guideline to draft my book. The bad news is that I'm 27,000 words into the draft and realize I'm doing it wrong. So, do I scratch what I've written and start over? The perfectionist side of me says, "Start over." The pragmatic side of me says, "Keep doing what I'm doing and just get the words out." Guess what, the pragmatic side wins. The perfectionist can go chill out somewhere. Go pull some weeds out in the back yard while the pragmatic side keeps churning out those words. Peck, peck, type. We also spent time with friends in a relaxed and fun atmosphere. Steve and I played in a D&D campaign in the lounge at the Marriott. That's the beauty of the con. It's four days of playtime for grownups, although there are a lot of second and third generation gamers present in strollers. Overall, it was a great time. I look forward to saving up for next year's adventures.

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

In the Family of Trees on Order at IUSB!

MARC Record In the family of trees: selected poems and photographs, 1991-2011 Sigety, Lori Caskey Author: Sigety, Lori Caskey Title: In the family of trees: selected poems and photographs, 1991-2011 ISBN:1461023548 Holdings South Bend - Schurz Library (SBEND) Location 1)1 order(s) South Bend - Schurz Library (SBEND) 1 ON-ORDER I saw this on the Schurz Library website today! Woot! Woot! (*doing a happy dance*) Our little bucket-list-book-experiment has been interesting. I was surprised when Steve told me that Schurz Library was going to order a copy of the book, as neither one of us had approached the library about it. What a pleasant surprise! (Note to self: write thank-you note to acquisitions librarian.) What an affirmation and an honor to have a book in a university library. This inspires me to keep writing in order to encourage others to write. :) Next month I will be teaching Composition I in the evening. This is my absolute favorite course to teach, and the source of inspiration for pursuing therapeutic writing as my project at IUSB.

Saturday, August 11, 2012

20,000 Words and Counting

I just finished writing 844 words today and now have a total of 20,844 words. This is the most I have ever written for one project, so this is an accomplishment! Writing a novel is one of the bucket list items I have wanted to complete and scratch off my list. I thought writing the great American novel would be more daunting,and I have had a couple of false starts. However, I am finding it enjoyable and even therapeutic. I continue adding details and dialogue and imagery and adding to the fantasy story. Then I am finding myself completing 500, 800, or even 1,000 words in one sitting. The key is consistency and practice. Write something every day, even if it doesn't seem to make sense or delves a bit from the story. Add dialogue here, add a detail there. Add a side story. The goal is 70,000 words, so there is enough of a story to mold.

Friday, August 10, 2012

Freewriting from A Quote

I found this writing in a notebook, and I thought I would share this quote with you: "For a long time now I have tried simply to write the best I can. Sometimes I have good luck and write better than I can." --Ernest Hemingway When I think of this quote, I think of Key West. There's nothing like a Key West sunset sinking into the ocean. I think of writing. I think of Hemingway's The Old Man and the Sea. I think of cats with six toes that are named after him. To reiterate, I think of words and cats and Florida Keys.

Monday, August 06, 2012


It's August. I can breathe a little easier. This summer has been rockier than others, but with the love and support of friends and family, I managed it and am grateful. August is a new month with new possibilities. A travel grant proposal needs to be finished, travel plans need to be firmed up, and passport applications need to be completed. Jewelry soirees needs to be planned and business rebooted. Writing needs to continue. Teaching needs to continue. An eBook that was sent to me by an author needs to be read and reviewed. And before I jump in to all the possibilities, I need to affix my new bell (thanks, P.) onto my vintage red bicyle and ride the trails in order to have the energy to conquer all the possibilities. <3

Saturday Chez Sigety

It's a quiet Saturday afternoon chez Sigety. I'm curled up on a wicker couch on the front porch, surrounded by books and comfy p...