Sunday, June 10, 2018

Dreams Turning Into Reality

Yesterday was such a life changer for me......

My dreams of being published have finally taken a very big step !!

Last week, I received an email from Cindy Whitman.  Cindy is an experienced editor with tons of background in writing and mentoring. I have attended a few of Cindy's workshops as part of the writing group she has founded "Beach Shack Writers".  In her email to me, she wrote after reading my blog last week and having seen some of my other writing samples, Cindy felt I was ready for the next step.

I read her email during a business dinner I was attending.  I think I shrieked and I read the email to some of my work buddies sitting near me.

After a few messages back and forth, we agreed to meet at Barnes and Noble/Starbucks on Saturday morning to have a business discussion and figure out how things would work.

Not surprising if you know me well ....... I was nervous on the ride there.  I enjoyed the roads leading to Hilton Head but my mind was swimming.

It's one thing to dream about something happening but to actually see the possibility of it coming to fruition is scary, exciting and overwhelming.

I was on time, in fact I was just a few minutes early.....maybe two minutes.

Cindy arrived right on time and so it began.  The conversation flowed as if we had known each other forever.  I think getting to know each other is important as we build this new relationship.  I learned so much just in those few hours....yes hours.....we talked for 2 hours !!!

I admitted to needing a schedule/deadline.  At work, if you tell me a report is due 9:00am Tuesday, I have it done.  If my deadline is left open ended......my tackling the project is open ended too.  I also informed Cindy, I have no real knowledge of format.

I did tell her that my dream is to write a book, have a book signing and one day be invited to speak at one of her writing seminars.......all of which Cindy said could/would happen.  My heart was beating so hard, I felt like it would jump out of my chest.  I thought about letting out a big scream in the middle of Barnes and Noble but it  might disturb the customers.

Now, I can say I have a "Developmental Editor" !!!!!

We will be meeting regularly, fine tuning my skills and getting all the ideas on paper and floating in my head into a cohesive form that can finally be printed and hopefully read by others......many others....

Now comes the work.  The writing and rewriting and revisions.....all part of the writing process.

It's so wonderful that at this point in my life instead of looking to wind down, I am looking to take on a new challenge.  While I have always thought of myself as a writer in my soul now the world will know it too!!!

Cindy shared in a FB post about our meeting yesterday.  With her permission, I am sharing it with you......


Recipe For A Perfect Summer Island Saturday:
This morning, at the Barnes & Noble Starbucks, I spent two delightful developmental editor hours chatting with a new client/friend who has graciously invited me to accompany her on her long dreamed of writing journey.
She told me this morning that the first time she saw the Beach Shack Writers website, she said to herself: "This is for ME. Get me the tee shirt and the beach bag and let's go!"
You gotta love that.
She has attended two of our Beach Shack writing workshops, and today she took the Let's Go! one-on-one leap with me.
I'm honored and humbled and a bit in awe.
I now have three developmental editing clients.
And all three just happen to be native New Yorkers, like me. I think there's a certain symmetry to that. The fact that they each found the courage to chase their writing dream after I found the courage to chase my own ... well, courage is good.
This afternoon, after giving myself permission to purchase my first B&N book in I don't know how many years (a paperback; I'm not going crazy here), I came home just in time to pour a glass of wine and head outside for a little balcony reading in the pouring rain.
Beach Shack, baby.
Come on!

So there you have it......no longer a dream.....I am so ready to begin.  I hope Cindy knows what she has gotten herself into........LOL !!

I even have a working title....not sharing it yet. And I also learned not to tell too much of my story as you will need to be surprised and not already know all the details of what I am writing. Many have you have heard me talk about what it was going to be about but by the time the finished product is done.......you might think WOW that was so different that what I thought it was going to be.

I never thought saying hello to someone in high school would change my life but it has.  I never thought having best friends move south would lead to me leaving NY but it did.  I never though once settled near Beaufort (something else I didn't even have on my radar) would lead me to search for a writers group to join. And from there a meeting at Starbucks...... 

So this "introverted extrovert" (I found out yesterday this is a perfect description of me) is saying to all of you .....find your passion....dream your dream......and then start to live it,



I can't wait to see what's on the road ahead......just around the next bend......

See you next week.....




Sunday, June 3, 2018

My Journey From the "South Bronx" to the Lowcountry of South Carolina......

As I drive home each night, I am grateful for the twists and turns that have allowed me to end up near Beaufort.

The road home....


My Bronx mode of transportation..... that no longer exists....it was torn down in the 1970's......



I started my life  on 153rd St between 3rd and Melrose Ave.  A 5th floor walk-up that look very much like this......

 No trees anywhere in sight.  No elevator of course.  Cement and cobblestone streets. A neighborhood deli on the corner.  And at any time, my Mom would lean out of our 5th floor window and yell to me or my brother to go to the corner store for milk or some thing similar.  She would throw a clothes pin with a piece of paper and a dollar bill wrapped in it.  The piece of paper had what she needed us to purchase (and make sure to bring back the exact change....no extra treats for us). I didn't know eggs came from anything except the cardboard carton they were purchased in and never thought about the correlation between the milk I bought at Kaufman's deli and a cow.

It wasn't until we were on a vacation to a farm in the Catskills that I finally saw fresh eggs and a cow being milked.

Who knew????

So we fast forward more than a few years.....

The last two days, Jenn and  I did a little more exploring of Beaufort.....

I wanted to visit Coffin Point Plantation.  From what I had read,  it was not a place to visit at night.....rumor is that it is haunted....during the day it is beautiful.


 We also visited the location of the stairs with no house.....I had read about it and wanted to see it....the house had been burned down a long time ago but the stairs still remained....


So my life went from The Bronx (my Dad was born there in 1933 and I followed more than 20 years later)


to this......


 I went from an amazing childhood.....in a cement jungle that at one point was burned to ruins but has made a comeback .............to a place where there are ruins of the Sam's Plantation from a couple of hundred years ago......


What a great journey......and I wouldn't change one bit of it......

See you next week.......