Mud Is Here!
The Mud of the Place is now available from Amazon.com and in Vineyard bookstores!! Mud has its own website. It's beautiful. Check it out!
Happy Birthday, Travvy!
Trav turned one on February 27. I celebrated by uploading some new photos, including a few taken with my first-ever digital camera.
Come into my website, said the spider to the fly?
My first novel, The Mud of the Place, is here!! Learn all about it, including how to get it, on the brand-new Mudsite.
Novel #2, The Squatters' Speakeasy, has been snoozing while I promote Mud and try to stay solvent, but it's showing signs of waking up. It involves some Mud characters, takes place several years later, and concerns a disorganized gaggle of Vineyard musicians, iconoclasts, misfits, and weirdos who take over a trophy house and turn it into a coffeehouse. For other glimmers in this writer's eye, see Ongoing Projects.
Rhodry Malamutt -- who inspired Pixel, the canine sidekick of one of Mud's protagonists -- died in February 2008. Check out the photo gallery for some scenes from his long life, and the bloggery archive for his take on the world. Rhodry taught me that life is better when you have a dog to share it with, so I spent March and April looking, thinking, planning, and finally driving to Canandaigua, New York: Fellow Traveller is now in residence, and I'm pretty sure Rhodry approves. Rhodry is survived by Allie, a Morgan mare who joined the family in October 1999. You can learn more about her, and how I became a born-again horsegirl, by stopping by the barn.
I support the horse, the soon-to-be-published novel, and the novel in progress as a freelance editor and proofreader. If you're looking for a capable editor, copyeditor, proofreader, writing coach, or all-round bully to help you start, finish, or polish your project, come meet the editor. Writing may be a mostly solitary endeavor, but too much isolation can make a person squirrelly.
Isolation doesn't help the writing either. Written words do not like to be locked up in drawers or on hard drives. Writing doesn't really come alive until it's read or heard. Plenty of writing never happens because there's no one listening. So my lair harbors something bloggish. Here is where I muse, maunder, meander, and mumble on subjects including, but not limited to, writing, editing, horses, feminism, music, fantasy/science fiction, and life on Martha's Vineyard. Check out the Highlights and the Archives for the older stuff. Let me know what you think!
For biographical info, see About Susanna and A Writer's Resume. And for an idiosyncratic take on the place I call home, visit the Martha's Vineyard tourists and summer people rarely see. Many of my favorite essays from the 1980s and '90s, not to mention the '00s, can now be found under Essays & Articles. I'm particularly pleased with "My Terrorist Eye: Risk, the Unexpected, and the War on Terrorism" (2005; rev. Jan. 2008).
Martin Luther wrote a paper he nailed it to the door Rosa Parks took her seat she couldn't take it anymore Galileo set the sun at the centre of the stage The things we never challenge are the things that never change
But wait for a turn of the wheel . . .
-- James Keelaghan
rev. 14 Sept. 2008 |