Thursday, January 7, 2016

The Library Cats

Have you found anything interesting at your public library lately?

 This is Buttercup, found on the sidewalk outside the Library door. "Look, this kitten was obviously in someone's car engine!" Lost an ear and part of her tail. Now she's all grown up, and she's my Princess Buttercup.





This is Allistair. Roamed the mean streets on cold winter's days. Then got trapped in an empty building beside the Library. "Did you know there's a white cat trapped in that building next door, sleeping in the window?"  Now he''s my big snow cat, a big baby who loves to be petted, and loves to sit on the couch, where he's not supposed to be.





And this is Geffen, our most recent Library find. A patron walked up to the circulation desk and asked "Does anyone want this kitten? I found him in the parking lot." Now he's my spoiled and very cuddly baby. 








Friday, January 1, 2016

Happy New Year 2016 with Buddy and Julie Miller



2016! New Year's Day! I need to be cooking my black eyed peas, cornbread, and potato salad, but I'm on YouTube listening to Buddy and Julie Miller! What a great way to start the New Year! I can't think of any better way.

Here are a few of my favorites.


Does My Ring Burn Your Finger


Forever Has Come to an End


Rock, Salt and Nails


Happy New Year to all my friends, and happy listening!


Monday, August 31, 2015

Bessemer Library's First Annual Local Author Extravaganza



The Author Book Signing Extravaganza at the beautiful Bessemer Public Library was wonderful! I met so many talented people! 

Here I am posing with my book, Sweet Music on Moonlight Ridge, with Pascal the stuffed possum.

Thanks to the organizers of this event for a perfect day. Talented authors, great visitors, entertaining speakers, and great lunch served to the authors. This will be an annual event, and I look forward to recommending it next year to writers, readers, and library lovers.

And I talked to lots of people who told me about their possum experiences, encounters, and rescues!

Friday, July 17, 2015

Everyone's Talking About ... What to Read This Summer


Music, magic, and a good mystery! Woven around the discovery of a mysterious map found in the most unlikely place you can imagine, Sweet Music on Moonlight Ridge tells a story as diverse and eccentric as the country folk who populate Moonlight Ridge and the small town of Eden, Alabama. This surprising book will touch your heart, make you laugh, and may make you want to sleep with one eye open.

Did you ever go doodle-bug hunting as a child? Ever hear strange and frightening noises or catch a fleeting glance of a dangerous animal prowling in the woods? Did you listen breathlessly to scary stories told late at night? 

Or maybe you have some eccentric ancestors, family members, or neighbors who make you laugh, rejoice, or cringe!

All this and more can be found in the music and magic of Moonlight Ridge!


    Willie T. and Lily Claire


Wednesday, June 24, 2015

Art © Ramey Channell

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     
Possum d'Amour


                    First Lightning Bug Night                    


Gato With Lightning Bugs


    
St. Leonard's Dragon


Claire and Camille


The Red Dress


The Secret


The Marriage of Robot & Otter


Thursday, May 28, 2015

Meet Me at the Music Room!



 
Join me at The Music Room
Saturday, May 30th 
 2:00 - 4:00
 for a book signing! 
I'll be reading from 
Sweet Music on Moonlight Ridge 
and signing copies, 
and celebrating the newly issued
 2nd edition. 
Come join the fun! 


The Music Room 
1501 9th St.
Leeds, AL 35094

Thursday, April 30, 2015

National Poetry Month: A Conversation with Walt Whitman

    
Walt Whitman in Spite of Biographers
by Joanne Cage

I told you about myself. I never claimed to be perfect.
Those who dig at my life with suspicion
are punished with confirmation.
They do not diminish me;
they do not even diminish themselves.
They prove what I told you long ago:
they look for me in themselves,
and find themselves in me.  I am large,
I am the book writers, I am you.
I exist in the multitudes I love.
You are still welcome here.  Come,
and you will carry away as much and as good
as you have always carried away,
and I will not dry up, I will not be exhausted.

The size of your vessel will measure
how much of me you carry away.
So come on, bring your bucket or wheelbarrow–
Bring your begging bowl, cask or barrel–
Bring your bare hands, heart and brain,
and I will fill them up with large thoughts
on which you will ruminate like the great ruminants.
I will give you antidotes to fear and loneliness.

Read the books if you like, but I tell you again:
I am not there.  They have not pressed me between boards
nor bound me at the spine.
If you look for me in the books, you may lose me,
hate me, feel ashamed we met and talked together,
but you can never forget me.
As long as crowds mill around in city streets
and someone’s murdered in an alley;
while soldiers die and babies are born to women,
and men can dream like children
and believe in things the way they ought to be;
as long as dry leaves drift onto graves
and the world goes on as it always has,
you will remember the stories I told you
and read my letters written in the grass.