Yakoke fehna hoke for this Sunday morning in Dixon with Ike, Jerry Dale, Priscilla, Midge and the new people to meet and know. You always paint a vibrant colorful mosaic of life in Dixon with your words dancing off the pages and onto the streets of Dixon with Midge following. Experiencing the kindness, the love of family and community. And you can learn a thing or two quail hunting on the Llano Estacado. Yakoke cousin sister writer storyteller
I loved this, Lucinda. A tale of small town life, complete with angels and demons. What always amazes me is that small town demons are so unaware that every single thing they do will come under scrutiny and their deeds will be exposed. Thank goodness. And on the opposite side of the coin (is it a silver dollar?) Sam kept his generous heart to himself. How fitting a library would be made in his honor. Loved it all.
Thank you, Jeanine. You would know about the books and the power and magic of them. So correct about deeds being exposed. The expose can happen in stages, too ripples on the water that just spread and spread.
That is so true, Lucinda, how in a small town, sometimes things start as a whisper and become a bellow. And yes, the magic of books. I loved character of Sam. And forgot to mention how for children growing up in the country so often see so very early the realities of life and death. All the boys in my class, right out of elementary grades, went hunting with their dad's first day of hunting season. And first day of hunting school was closed where I lived growing up!
Another rich, colorful, fascinating trip to Dixon - every installment is a gold reading experience. Have you ever submitted one of these as a short story? They could all stand alone, as well as combining in your short story collection. I keep imagining them in short story anthologies alongside Flannery O’Connor and Eudora Welty.
Thank you so much for this, Joyce. I have thought a lot about what you suggest and there's so much to it. At last I decided for purposes of "instant gratification" (after over 5 years writing the stories) that I wanted to read them, sort of perform my own work and with the benefit of living with a director and talented producer, namely Alan Bailey we came up with this really satisfying answer. But as I approach the end of the stories for the podcast I am wondering what next for them. I'm working on a book,too--very different than the stories and well, here I am, at the ebbtide of my life, hahaha, frantic to get my stuff out in the world.
I appreciate your support, it bucks me up--and I am definitely going to begin submitting when the podcast is finished.
Always a real pleasure to spend time with the good folk of Dixon! Thanks so much.
Yakoke fehna hoke for this Sunday morning in Dixon with Ike, Jerry Dale, Priscilla, Midge and the new people to meet and know. You always paint a vibrant colorful mosaic of life in Dixon with your words dancing off the pages and onto the streets of Dixon with Midge following. Experiencing the kindness, the love of family and community. And you can learn a thing or two quail hunting on the Llano Estacado. Yakoke cousin sister writer storyteller
Yakoke fehna hoke, Cousin
So, so good - this writing is beautiful.
Jennifer, thank you so much.
So glad to hear your voice and to be back in Dixon.
I'm very glad to be home
I loved this, Lucinda. A tale of small town life, complete with angels and demons. What always amazes me is that small town demons are so unaware that every single thing they do will come under scrutiny and their deeds will be exposed. Thank goodness. And on the opposite side of the coin (is it a silver dollar?) Sam kept his generous heart to himself. How fitting a library would be made in his honor. Loved it all.
Thank you, Jeanine. You would know about the books and the power and magic of them. So correct about deeds being exposed. The expose can happen in stages, too ripples on the water that just spread and spread.
That is so true, Lucinda, how in a small town, sometimes things start as a whisper and become a bellow. And yes, the magic of books. I loved character of Sam. And forgot to mention how for children growing up in the country so often see so very early the realities of life and death. All the boys in my class, right out of elementary grades, went hunting with their dad's first day of hunting season. And first day of hunting school was closed where I lived growing up!
Beautiful story. It feels joyful with mist in my eyes. Thank you.
Thank you, Janine--a bunch
Another rich, colorful, fascinating trip to Dixon - every installment is a gold reading experience. Have you ever submitted one of these as a short story? They could all stand alone, as well as combining in your short story collection. I keep imagining them in short story anthologies alongside Flannery O’Connor and Eudora Welty.
Thank you so much for this, Joyce. I have thought a lot about what you suggest and there's so much to it. At last I decided for purposes of "instant gratification" (after over 5 years writing the stories) that I wanted to read them, sort of perform my own work and with the benefit of living with a director and talented producer, namely Alan Bailey we came up with this really satisfying answer. But as I approach the end of the stories for the podcast I am wondering what next for them. I'm working on a book,too--very different than the stories and well, here I am, at the ebbtide of my life, hahaha, frantic to get my stuff out in the world.
I appreciate your support, it bucks me up--and I am definitely going to begin submitting when the podcast is finished.
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Great! I can see these having multiple lives in multiple forms. And I can relate to the frantic rush to get it out there!