The Red Stuff #TuesdayTidbit #Memoir #Inspiration

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THE RED STUFF

by Abbie Johnson Taylor

Copyright 2020

 

For six years, despite my limited vision, I cared for my late husband, who was totally blind and suffered two strokes that paralyzed his left side soon after we were married. Bill was so finicky that mealtime was often a nightmare because he didn’t always want to eat what I wanted to fix. So, I had to scramble to find a substitute for him while still enjoying what I wanted to eat.

One year at Christmas, my singing group performed at an apartment complex for senior citizens. After we sang, we were invited to eat with the residents. Because I needed to get home and prepare supper for Bill and me, I reluctantly declined. The cook, whom Bill and I knew, offered to send me home with food for both of us. I agreed, grateful I wouldn’t have to fix anything. I knew Bill would enjoy the meal they were serving.

“Okay, honey,” I said, in our kitchen later, as I set a plate of food in front of him at the table. “There’s a pork chop on the right that I’ve cut up. In front of you is stuffing, and that red stuff at the top on the left-hand side I’m pretty sure is cranberry sauce.”

A moment later, I realized I’d mistakenly identified the red concoction when Bill said, “Ooh, these beets are horrible!”

“I’m sorry,” I said. It was all I could do to keep from laughing. “I guess I should have sniffed them first. I assumed it was cranberry sauce.”

“Well, you know what happens when you assume, don’t you?”

“Yes,” I answered with a sigh. “I’m sorry.”

He laughed.

Needless to say, I ate a second helping of beets, which I like and don’t eat often. To this day, I’ve never learned not to assume anything.

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Note: The above piece can also be read on Recovering the Self and was also published in this year’s fall/winter issue of Magnets and Ladders.

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You’re invited to my state poetry society’s virtual open mic poetry reading on Sunday, December 12th at 5 p.m. mountain time. You can share some poetry or just listen. See below for details.

***

WyoPoets is inviting you to a scheduled Zoom meeting.

 

This event is open to anyone who wants to share or listen to poetry. You
don’t have to be a member of WyoPoets, you don’t even have to be in Wyoming
to participate. So, feel free to invite your friends!

 

Please sign up to read using this Google Form:
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The first 20 poets to sign up will get to read, additional poets will be
allowed based on time.

Topic: Poetry Night
Time: Dec 12, 2021 05:00 PM Mountain Time (US and Canada)

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New! Why Grandma Doesn’t Know Me

Copyright 2021 by Abbie Johnson Taylor.

Independently published with the help of DLD Books.

Front cover image contains: elderly woman in red sweater sitting next to a window.

Sixteen-year-old Natalie’s grandmother, suffering from dementia and confined to a wheelchair, lives in a nursing home and rarely recognizes Natalie. But one Halloween night, she tells her a shocking secret that only she and Natalie’s mother know. Natalie is the product of a one-night stand between her mother, who is a college English teacher, and another professor.

After some research, Natalie learns that people with dementia often have vivid memories of past events. Still not wanting to believe what her grandmother has told her, she finds her biological father online. The resemblance between them is undeniable. Not knowing what else to do, she shows his photo and website to her parents.

Natalie realizes she has some growing up to do. Scared and confused, she reaches out to her biological father, and they start corresponding.

Her younger sister, Sarah, senses their parents’ marital difficulties. At Thanksgiving, when she has an opportunity to see Santa Claus, she asks him to bring them together again. Can the jolly old elf grant her request?

***

Books

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My Other-Worldly Fantasies #OpenBookBlogHop #Inspiration #WritingPrompts

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Welcome to another edition of Open Book Blog Hop. This week’s question is: “Have you ever written fanfiction or a story that was part of someone else’s ‘world’? How does it differ from writing a story entirely on your own?

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I’ve never written stories about other worlds, but I had plenty of fantasies while growing up. As a tween, I imagined I was adopted by Nancy Drew and her boyfriend, Ned Nickerson, who were married, and we solved mysteries together. In high school, I envisioned myself as the bionic girl, our country’s most secret weapon, fighting crime while attending classes and participating in speech team and concert choir.

In college, when my younger brother and I were Star Trek fans, I fantasized about him being captain of the USS Enterprise, while I lived in George Orwell’s 1984 world. The Enterprise’s transporter beam miraculously rescued me just as a hive of killer bees was about to attack me in Room 101.

I suppose I could write these stories down. But if I did, I might be accused of plagiarism. Maybe I’m paranoid, but my motto has always been “Better safe than sorry.” So, I’ll stick to writing stories about my own world.

How about you authors out there? Have you ever written stories about other worlds? You can click here to participate in this week’s hop and read what other bloggers have to say. Alternatively, you can leave your answer in the comment field below. I hope to hear from you.

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You’re invited to my state poetry society’s virtual open mic poetry reading on Sunday, December 12th at 5 p.m. mountain time. You can share some poetry or just listen. See below for details.

***

WyoPoets is inviting you to a scheduled Zoom meeting.

 

This event is open to anyone who wants to share or listen to poetry. You
don’t have to be a member of WyoPoets, you don’t even have to be in Wyoming
to participate. So, feel free to invite your friends!

 

Please sign up to read using this Google Form:
https://forms.gle/aRFLvfXSxJn3FF5F8
The first 20 poets to sign up will get to read, additional poets will be
allowed based on time.

Topic: Poetry Night
Time: Dec 12, 2021 05:00 PM Mountain Time (US and Canada)

Join Zoom Meeting
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Meeting ID: 815 2731 7416
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New! Why Grandma Doesn’t Know Me

Copyright 2021 by Abbie Johnson Taylor.

Independently published with the help of DLD Books.

Front cover image contains: elderly woman in red sweater sitting next to a window.

Sixteen-year-old Natalie’s grandmother, suffering from dementia and confined to a wheelchair, lives in a nursing home and rarely recognizes Natalie. But one Halloween night, she tells her a shocking secret that only she and Natalie’s mother know. Natalie is the product of a one-night stand between her mother, who is a college English teacher, and another professor.

After some research, Natalie learns that people with dementia often have vivid memories of past events. Still not wanting to believe what her grandmother has told her, she finds her biological father online. The resemblance between them is undeniable. Not knowing what else to do, she shows his photo and website to her parents.

Natalie realizes she has some growing up to do. Scared and confused, she reaches out to her biological father, and they start corresponding.

Her younger sister, Sarah, senses their parents’ marital difficulties. At Thanksgiving, when she has an opportunity to see Santa Claus, she asks him to bring them together again. Can the jolly old elf grant her request?

***

Books

My Amazon Author Page

Facebook

Website

 

 

A Compelling Novel About Poverty #FridayFunReads #BookReviews #Inspiration

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Dog Bone Soup (Historical Fiction): A Boomer’s Journey

by Bette Stevens

 

What Amazon Says

 

Whether or not you grew up in the 1950s and 60s, you’ll find Dog Bone Soup (Historical Fiction) to be soup for the soul. In this coming-of-age novel, Shawn Daniels’s father is the town drunk. Shawn and his brother Willie are in charge of handling everything that needs to be done around the ramshackle place they call home—lugging in water for cooking and cleaning, splitting and stacking firewood…But when chores are done, these resourceful kids strike out on boundless adventures that don’t cost a dime. Dog Bone Soup is the poignant tale of a dysfunctional family struggling to survive in America in the 50s and 60s, when others were living the American dream.

 

My Thoughts

 

I was born in 1961. Although my father wasn’t the town drunk, he had an alcohol problem. Fortunately, we were never as poor as the family in this novel, but there were times when money was tight. So, I can relate.

I was right there with Shawn and Willie through their antics and hardships. I like the way the author tells this story from Shawn’s first-person point of view in the way he would have talked back then. I nearly applauded at one point close to the end of the book when Shawn, a teenager, takes a stand against his drunken father.

One scene really made me mad. At Thanksgiving, after President Kennedy has been assassinated, ladies from a local church bring the family a basket of food. Although the children are starving, Shawn’s mother is too proud to accept this gift, and in no uncertain terms, she tells those nice ladies what they can do with their “charity.” If we were in that position, I doubt my mother would have done that.

I like the title. Dog bone soup is a concoction Shawn’s mother makes frequently, consisting of meat from rancid dog bones mixed with vegetables. It may not have been too appetizing, but if you’re really hungry, you’ll eat anything. This book made me thankful that my family was never in such dire straits when I was growing up.

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This coming Saturday, I’ll be signing copies of my new book, Why Grandma Doesn’t Know Me, from 1-3 p.m. at Sheridan Stationery Books and Gifts here in Sheridan, Wyoming. If you’re in my neck of the woods, please stop by. You can also visit the event’s Facebook page to learn more.

You’re also invited to my state poetry society’s virtual open mic poetry reading on Sunday, December 12th at 5 p.m. mountain time. You can share some poetry or just listen. See below for details.

***

WyoPoets is inviting you to a scheduled Zoom meeting.

 

This event is open to anyone who wants to share or listen to poetry. You
don’t have to be a member of WyoPoets, you don’t even have to be in Wyoming
to participate. So, feel free to invite your friends!

 

Please sign up to read using this Google Form:
https://forms.gle/aRFLvfXSxJn3FF5F8
The first 20 poets to sign up will get to read, additional poets will be
allowed based on time.

Topic: Poetry Night
Time: Dec 12, 2021 05:00 PM Mountain Time (US and Canada)

Join Zoom Meeting
https://us02web.zoom.us/j/81527317416?pwd=VDZyTENmQ1VZM2pZaWowbUovc21GUT09

Meeting ID: 815 2731 7416
Passcode: 813443
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Meeting ID: 815 2731 7416
Passcode: 813443
Find your local number: https://us02web.zoom.us/u/kbpMPXDmU0

 

New! Why Grandma Doesn’t Know Me

Copyright 2021 by Abbie Johnson Taylor.

Independently published with the help of DLD Books.

Front cover image contains: elderly woman in red sweater sitting next to a window.

Sixteen-year-old Natalie’s grandmother, suffering from dementia and confined to a wheelchair, lives in a nursing home and rarely recognizes Natalie. But one Halloween night, she tells her a shocking secret that only she and Natalie’s mother know. Natalie is the product of a one-night stand between her mother, who is a college English teacher, and another professor.

After some research, Natalie learns that people with dementia often have vivid memories of past events. Still not wanting to believe what her grandmother has told her, she finds her biological father online. The resemblance between them is undeniable. Not knowing what else to do, she shows his photo and website to her parents.

Natalie realizes she has some growing up to do. Scared and confused, she reaches out to her biological father, and they start corresponding.

Her younger sister, Sarah, senses their parents’ marital difficulties. At Thanksgiving, when she has an opportunity to see Santa Claus, she asks him to bring them together again. Can the jolly old elf grant her request?

***

Books

My Amazon Author Page

Facebook

Website

 

 

Colonoscopy, a Pain in the Ass #It’sSix-SentenceStoryThursdayLinkUp #Inspiration #WritingPrompts

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Because I don’t drive, I need to call our local transit service here in Sheridan, Wyoming, to reserve a ride in advance whenever I need to go anywhere that’s not within walking distance or when the weather is bad. Recently, I was notified that it was time to schedule my colonoscopy, which was recommended that I have done every ten years. I called and was told that I would need to see the nurse-practitioner before the procedure could be scheduled, and an appointment was made for December 9th at 8:20 a.m.

But when I called the transit service, I was told they couldn’t fit me in then. I called the gastroenterologist’s office, and because the only other available appointment in December conflicted with my lunchtime music livestream I’d scheduled at the senior center, I was told I would need to call back around the middle of December to schedule an appointment for January. Oh, well, I wasn’t looking forward to having that colonoscopy, anyway.

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Thanks to Girlie on the Edge for inspiring the above true story with her six-sentence prompt, in which the given word is “reserve.” You can click here to participate in this week’s hop and read other bloggers’ six-sentence creations.

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This coming Saturday, December 4th, I’ll be signing copies of my new book, Why Grandma Doesn’t Know Me, from 1-3 p.m. at Sheridan Stationery Books and Gifts here in Sheridan, Wyoming. If you’re in my neck of the woods, please stop by. You can also visit the event’s Facebook page to learn more.

You’re also invited to attend my state poetry society’s monthly virtual reading on December 12th at 5 p.m. mountain time. You can share a poem or two or just listen. Click here for details.

 

New! Why Grandma Doesn’t Know Me

Copyright 2021 by Abbie Johnson Taylor.

Independently published with the help of DLD Books.

Front cover image contains: elderly woman in red sweater sitting next to a window.

Sixteen-year-old Natalie’s grandmother, suffering from dementia and confined to a wheelchair, lives in a nursing home and rarely recognizes Natalie. But one Halloween night, she tells her a shocking secret that only she and Natalie’s mother know. Natalie is the product of a one-night stand between her mother, who is a college English teacher, and another professor.

After some research, Natalie learns that people with dementia often have vivid memories of past events. Still not wanting to believe what her grandmother has told her, she finds her biological father online. The resemblance between them is undeniable. Not knowing what else to do, she shows his photo and website to her parents.

Natalie realizes she has some growing up to do. Scared and confused, she reaches out to her biological father, and they start corresponding.

Her younger sister, Sarah, senses their parents’ marital difficulties. At Thanksgiving, when she has an opportunity to see Santa Claus, she asks him to bring them together again. Can the jolly old elf grant her request?

***

Books

My Amazon Author Page

Facebook

Website

 

 

Podcast, Poetry Reading, and Book Signing, Oh My! #Events #WednesdayWords #Inspiration

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I have three exciting announcements to share with you today. First of all, fellow author and blogger Patty Fletcher recently interviewed me for her podcast, Talk to TELL-IT-TO-THE-WORLD Marketing. We discussed my books, and I shared a bit of information about myself. You can click here to listen or access the podcast on your favorite app. Alternatively, you can do what I did and ask your Amazon smart speaker to play the latest episode of The Talk to TELL-IT-TO-THE-WORLD Marketing podcast.

Second, I’ll again be participating in the WyoPoets monthly virtual reading, and you’re invited. You can share a poem or two of your own or just listen. Here are the details.

***

WyoPoets is inviting you to a scheduled Zoom meeting.

 

This event is open to anyone who wants to share or listen to poetry. You
don’t have to be a member of WyoPoets. You don’t even have to be in Wyoming
to participate. So, feel free to invite your friends!

 

Please sign up to read using this Google Form:
https://forms.gle/aRFLvfXSxJn3FF5F8
The first twenty poets to sign up will get to read. Additional poets will be
allowed based on time.

Topic: Poetry Night
Time: Dec 12, 2021 05:00 PM Mountain Time (US and Canada)

Join Zoom Meeting
https://us02web.zoom.us/j/81527317416?pwd=VDZyTENmQ1VZM2pZaWowbUovc21GUT09

Meeting ID: 815 2731 7416
Passcode: 813443
One tap mobile
+12532158782,,81527317416#,,,,*813443# US (Tacoma)
+13462487799,,81527317416#,,,,*813443# US (Houston)

Dial by your location
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+1 346 248 7799 US (Houston)
+1 669 900 6833 US (San Jose)
+1 301 715 8592 US (Washington DC)
+1 312 626 6799 US (Chicago)
+1 929 205 6099 US (New York)
Meeting ID: 815 2731 7416
Passcode: 813443
Find your local number: https://us02web.zoom.us/u/kbpMPXDmU0

***

Last but not least, this coming Saturday, December 4th, I’ll be signing copies of my new book, Why Grandma Doesn’t Know Me

, from 1-3 p.m. at Sheridan Stationery Books and Gifts here in Sheridan, Wyoming. If you’re in my neck of the woods, please stop by. You can also visit the event’s Facebook page to learn more.

 

New! Why Grandma Doesn’t Know Me

Copyright 2021 by Abbie Johnson Taylor.

Independently published with the help of DLD Books.

Front cover image contains: elderly woman in red sweater sitting next to a window.

Sixteen-year-old Natalie’s grandmother, suffering from dementia and confined to a wheelchair, lives in a nursing home and rarely recognizes Natalie. But one Halloween night, she tells her a shocking secret that only she and Natalie’s mother know. Natalie is the product of a one-night stand between her mother, who is a college English teacher, and another professor.

After some research, Natalie learns that people with dementia often have vivid memories of past events. Still not wanting to believe what her grandmother has told her, she finds her biological father online. The resemblance between them is undeniable. Not knowing what else to do, she shows his photo and website to her parents.

Natalie realizes she has some growing up to do. Scared and confused, she reaches out to her biological father, and they start corresponding.

Her younger sister, Sarah, senses their parents’ marital difficulties. At Thanksgiving, when she has an opportunity to see Santa Claus, she asks him to bring them together again. Can the jolly old elf grant her request?

***

Books

My Amazon Author Page

Facebook

Website