Crossing into Spring

Here we are on the threshold of May, and I’m delighted to report that I have started writing again! I mean, actually writing — as in putting words onto the screen, not just thinking about it or feeling like it! The fulness of time has come, I’m finding the life rhythm again, by grace, and I’m excited about The House of the Worm. Perhaps the great engines turning in the House of the Rat (Greenstar Recycling) are helping the story wheels to turn. (I still haven’t sighted a rat there, but one of the guys told me that he spotted one sitting in the doorway of the grand recycling hall while we were outdoors on lunch break. He said he looked carefully to assure himself it wasn’t a cat. That’s how big it was. There is a cat that slinks about through the building, who is of such a color that s/he blends in to the surroundings and is nearly invisible. The cat has a haunted aspect . . . which probably comes from living alongside giant rats.)

Before I forget: I discovered the word “littoral” the other day. As an adjective, it means “pertaining to the shore of a lake, sea, or ocean.” As a noun, it means a littoral region. It’s from the Latin litus,  meaning “shore.” So I plan to drop “littoral” into conversations when possible, as in, “I littorally went fishing.” Or, “This is a littoral rock.” When writing such things, I have to hold the computer’s automatic spell-corrector back. It thinks I mean “literally” or “literal.” I think people will frown at me for various reasons.

Anyway, with many thanks to Daylily for providing them, here are some photos of our recent book event:

Frederic S. Durbin and Dorothy VanAndel Frisch, April 21, 2012

This event took place at Beyond Bedtime Books in Pittsburgh on April 21st. I was present to do a brief reading from The Star Shard and to sign copies, and Dorothy VanAndel Frisch brought her keyboard and amp, and she played and sang the book’s two songs that she set to music. Her performance was amazing, and the audience was spellbound. For accompaniment to “The Green Leaves of Eireigh,” the composer chose a harp effect, and for “Blue Were Her Eyes,” a guitar that evoked a distant time and place, and may well have been the voice of those unnamed stringed instruments played by Bobbin and Argent in the book. Both choices were ideally suited to the settings, and Dorothy has a beautiful voice. The day was rainy and cold, but the narrow walls of the bookstore opened that afternoon into the wide lands through which the Thunder Rake rolls, bordering Faery itself. Good times! It was a tremendous honor to meet Dorothy in person for the first time. And I’m still in awe of the fact that a composer of her caliber has taken the time to set poems from this book, so that readers can go to their instruments and play for themselves the songs of The Star Shard!

Dorothy VanAndel Frisch performs music from THE STAR SHARD at Beyond Bedtime Books, Pittsburgh.

This Thursday, there’s a concert in Shrewsbury, Massachusetts. (See the home page of my web site for details!) A high-school women’s choir is performing Dorothy’s “The Green Leaves of Eireigh,” which she has arranged for full chorus and instrumental accompaniment! I wish I could be there to hear it!

As for writing again after a long dry spell, here’s something I wrote just this evening to encourage a writer friend who is struggling and blocked on a project:

“Sometimes stories just require their own time. All in all, I think it’s best not to worry about them. We keep on living, loving, reading, doing our things, and in time, the stories emerge like arrowheads from the soil of plowed fields. (Does that analogy make sense? My uncle collected hundreds and hundreds of native American flint arrowheads from his fields — he was a farmer in the Taylorville area. When he plowed in the spring, the arrowheads would work their way to the surface. Then if there was a rain right after plowing, the arrowheads would be washed off and gleaming white against the brown-black earth. Writing is like that. We need the time, the plowing, and the rain. The plowing is the dark, churning storms of our lives, the harrowing . . . there’s actually a farm implement called a harrow! The rain is God’s grace, which cleans things off and makes things shine. It can make things obvious that we’ve been missing.)”

Crossing into spring . . . yes, the Christian play on words is a conscious one there. We’ve passed Lent and have Easter shining behind us. We walk by grace, and the harrow comes, and then the rain.

 

14 Responses to Crossing into Spring

  1. Fred, you look sharp; and Daylily is simply elegant in that beautiful dress! Oh how I want to hear “Blue Were Her Eyes!” Here is wishing you continued success with The Star Shard! I can confirm the following in regards the two copies I purchased as gifts: the first went to a 16-yr old girl here in Perry who read it, loved it, and passed it to her 11yr old sister; the second copy went to a 14yr old lass who read it, loved it, and passed it on. That copy is now in the hands of the fourth 8th grader (all girls) to read it. Success! BTW: my own copy is not for loan … I have been burned too many times and never loan books of which I have but one edition, and I am hoping to encounter the author this summer and have it signed.

    • Hagiograph says:

      Brown, did you see the photo of Fred in the Breeze when he was last in Tville? Sadly the reproduction made him look like a felon! The photo here in the blog looks much better. Still Dorothy should be careful hanging around a felonious individual.

      Do newspapers still use PMTs for their graphics?

      • Daylily says:

        PMTs? AcronymFinder returns 63 definitions for PMT, to start with (210 more are available)! Here are a few:Program Map Table, Project Management Team, Parent Management Training, Pacemaker-Mediated Tachycardia, Protection Motivation Theory, Photo Mechanical Transfer, and Pyramidal Memories Transmutation.

        • Hagiograph says:

          PMTs were, as I recall “photomechanical transfer” cameras, but I don’t know for sure. When I worked at the newspaper and when I was doing t-shirt graphics we had this big vertical camera about 4′ high with a giant platen and large viewing screen. It allowed us to “photograph” onto chemically treated films, a blown up image. These were then as I understood it transfered to the offset plates.

          But I only occasionally played with these and going now on nigh unto 25 years since I last did anything even remotely related to that my memory is hazy. Usually all I had to do was scrawl something on a piece of paper and hand it off to the “PMT guys” and a day or so later I saw it reproduced in the paper. Often to my horror as to how my beautiful lines were now scrawny and anemic.

          Which, if I had one, would no doubt have caused me pace-maker mediated tachycardia. Instead I just realized I sucked at art.

          • Those days are long gone. Software does it all now, with laser-printing and the like now the norm. However, one thing remains true, as I know from agonizingly frustrating personal experience: the absolute WORST thing you can do with a photograph, of any kind, is to reproduce it on newsprint, no matter the quality of the paper.

    • Daylily says:

      Thank you very much, Fred, Sir Snowflake, and Morwenna! I have read Fred’s blog from the beginning, and now, four years later, I have had the great pleasure of meeting FSD himself! He is as gracious in person as he is as host of this blog. Just think, we (the Fellowship of the Blog) will be able to say that we knew Fred and loved his writing before he became rich and famous . . .

  2. Hagiograph says:

    It will come as no surprise that geologists learn the term littoral quite early on and use it often. I once set as a goal to use the much harder word “autochthonous” in a report at work. And I did. That was very manly!

    Mrs H and I have also bought a young neice and nephew a copy of the Star Shard and reports are that they are enjoying it.

  3. fsdthreshold says:

    You know that suit I’m wearing in the picture? I bought that (in Japan) after reading a description of what Tolkien habitually wore: a tweed jacket and flannel pants. That’s exactly what I’m wearing there. That’s my Tolkien costume. (And Houghton Mifflin was Tolkien’s first American publisher!)

    Hagio and Mrs. Hagio: Thank you for passing along The Star Shard to young readers! Same to you, Mr. Brown Snowflake — THANK YOU!

    Yes, I’m getting quite felonious. I’m certainly exposed to a colorful vocabulary. Just about every sentence the guys at work say involves m***** f***** and s****, often multiple times.

    I saw my first Greenstar rat today! It was when we were doing the cleanup at the end of our shift. I usually rake or sweep the trash out of one particular bay beneath the deck where we work, and the rat skittered through there as I was going in and my pal “Blue” was passing; we both saw it. Later “Blue” asked me, “Did that rat speak to you?”

    Mr. Brown: Yes! I wish you could hear “Blue Were Her Eyes”! I’m quite attached to that one, both as a poem and as a song. Someday I’ll also have to show you the video of how it was interpreted through dance in Niigata. It’s weird, but very interesting! 🙂

  4. Well, “Blue Were Her Eyes” just really make a connection with me. I felt gutshot when I first read it, but that was because it was so genuine, so true-to-life. I love it, and am sure Daylily did it proud. Here is hoping the last week of July, first days of August will find you back home, as that is when I will be there! And dont forget: Class 84 get-together every year, last Friday of July, at Burtons (Langleyville). We had 54 there last year!

  5. Mark Shields says:

    Sounds like a magnificent event! Fred, you wear Tolkien’s suit well!

    As for inspiration and writing tools, purely from a personal perspective, I cannot say enough good about the BlackBerry — being able to write at will, wherever and whenever, in light or in darkness. I’m sure somebody told me the other day about a novel, written on the BlackBerry, which was just published. (Alas, mine has not been….)

    Beware the Greenstar Rat! He has plans to take over the universe! %-)

  6. Treefrog says:

    I would love to hear the songs at the Mass. concert, especially the “The Green Leaves of Eireigh”. If that concert were just one state over I might have been able to go!

  7. fsdthreshold says:

    Mr. Brown Snowflake, I’m truly honored that “Blue Were Her Eyes” had such an impact on you! I take that as quite a compliment.

    I’m afraid I’m going to miss the Taylorville gathering, though I really wish I could be there — I’m scheduled to be at Confluence, a fantasy writers’ convention, that last weekend in July (and will probably be working through the week, unless something changes). I do hope to connect at some point this summer, one way or another!

    Thanks for the thoughts on Tolkien’s suit, Mark! I’m not going to take up pipe-smoking, though.

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