Maxine Hong Kingston and the Pursuit of Peace

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Maxine Hong Kingston spoke at Santa Barbara City College last night about writing and social activism, specifically, war and peace. The Warrior Woman, she noted, was told against a backdrop of war, as were her subsequent books,  including China Men and her most recent, The Fifth Book of Peace.

There have been few times in our history when war has not been part of our experience. Still, she seeks peace, she acts for peace, she writes for peace.

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I love these photos I took of her at the end of her reading, when she talked about the duality of our existences – peace and not peace. We are always at war, and somewhere, at the same time, someone is also at peace. She looked around the audience in Garvin Theater. “See?” she said. There are wars raging around the globe, yet, “We are here, all of us, at peace.”

What a beautiful – and hopeful – sentiment. I am carrying it in my heart.

Meditation - Seek the Sun

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If you are seeking, seek us with joy

For we live in the kingdom of joy.

Do not give your heart to anything else

But to the love of those who are clear joy,

Do not stray into the neighborhood of despair.

For there are hopes: they are real, they exist

Do not go in the direction of darkness

I tell you: suns exist.

    - Jalal-ud-Din Rumi

Review - The Book of Someday by Dianne Dixon

The Book of Someday is Dianne Dixon's second novel, and like her first (The Language of Secrets, 2010-11), it's a great read.

Her latest interweaves the stories of three women who share a disturbing history but don't know each other.  

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The book opens with Livvi Gray, a shy and insecure writer with a dark past who is haunted by a recurring dream about a woman in a silver dress and pearl-button shoes. Livvi is experiencing some success with her writing and meets a new man who is everything she wants, except she has a feeling he's withholding something from her.

Meanwhile, we meet Micah, a hard-driving and wildly successful photographer who's kept people at bay all of her life. She has just been diagnosed with terminal cancer, and suddenly she feels it important to visit several people she has slighted in the past. She begins a cross-country journey to make amends. At least that's her intention.

Then Dixon takes us back in time twenty-six years to tell the story of Anna Lee, a new mother whose husband can't seem to hold a job or make her happy. Despite her misgivings, she agrees to take in her husband's troubled teenage niece for the summer. Fireworks ensue.

A former screenwriter, Dixon is a skilled storyteller. Her characters come alive on the page and we begin to care about all three women. But it's not until the final pages of the book that we discover how these three women are connected. For me, that was frustrating, even though the resolution was more than satisfying.

If you like stories with mystery and a twist at the end, you'll enjoy The Book of Someday

A Wonderment of Earth

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My friend and gifted writer and photographer, Sandra Hunter, emailed our AROHO writing group this morning and said that in the 16th century, earthquakes were called "wonderments of earth." 

What a delightful way to describe the upheaval of earth and plane, the disruption, the stab of fear when you first sense the ground's movement. 

If we consider similar upheavals in our lives - emotional, psychological, mental, or physical - as wonderments of earth, it allows for a very different experience, doesn't it?

Instead of panicking, or reeling from something unknown and frightening, we can see it as a wonderment, a reminder that wondrous life is always about change, shakeups, the unexpected. And we can imagine them, then, as gifts - opportunities to view life differently, to embrace the change that is inevitable, to roll with the earth and trust that the ground will eventually stop moving.

It is, truly, a wonderment.

 

Overcoming Creative Blocks

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I don’t believe in writer’s block, per se, but I do believe we can sometimes create blocks around creative goals. Perhaps we were discouraged as a child by a well-meaning parent or teacher. Perhaps, like me, you were told to quit daydreaming, or told that writing – or painting or dancing or acting – was fine as an avocation, but not something you should take seriously.

Recently, I asked a well-published poet whom I have known for a long time if he would read some of my poems and recommend me for a grant I was applying for. After a week, he wrote me an email and told me he thought my poems were “unremarkable,” that I should probably stick to prose, and that he couldn’t recommend them.

Well, as you can imagine, I was devastated. Not only because it was in contrast to what others had told me, but also because there was not a shred of encouragement in his assessment. No, “If you did this with the poem it would work better,” or “The form doesn’t seem to work here, have you tried this…?” or “The lines could be enlivened here with more figurative language.”

That criticism kept me from writing poetry for nearly six months. Even though, intellectually, I knew better than to put stock in it, it still cut to the core. I let it keep me from doing one of the things I love. Now, after all this time, I am tenuously picking up my pen and writing poetry again.

It is a lesson I learned a long time ago and should have heeded.

Give yourself the gift of not inviting criticism from anyone who is 1) a relative, 2) an academic (more on this in a minute) 3) a friend who doesn’t know anything about writing (or dancing, or painting, etc.) 4) anyone whom you have not paid for their professional opinion.

That said, many writers belong to critique groups, and if you have found one peopled with skilled and experienced writers whom you admire and who are already published, bravo. Writing groups can be successful. Just make sure they are helping you grow as a writer.

Now, about academics. Julia Cameron (The Artist’s Way) says academics are often frustrated artists who are trained to critique, to take apart, to deconstruct. So that’s what they do. Sadly, often because they are not following their own creative path, they are particularly critical. They rarely offer the kind of encouragement artists need, especially young artists just beginning to practice their craft.

In any case, if criticism of any kind doesn’t resonate with you, disregard it.

Your writing – your art – is yours, no one else’s. Remember that. And trust in yourself and your creative gifts. Everyone’s creation is worthy.

If you find yourself truly blocked, there are a few practical things you can do to shake yourself out of it.

One is to do something else: Go for a walk, watch a good movie, take a nap, read a good book. Let your subconscious work while you focus on something else. Whenever I do this, I always come back to my writing desk with renewed energy and usually some good ideas or a solution to a writing problem. In fact, there is research that indicates that when you stop trying to force something to happen and turn your attention elsewhere, your brain takes over and solves the problem. That’s why many people recommend that you pose a question or problem to yourself just before falling asleep so your mind can work on it while you sleep.

Often the opposite works: Just begin writing, even if you write “blah, blah, blah” and continue that for three pages. Julia Cameron and Natalie Goldberg (Writing Down the Bones) both recommend this method. Just write; don’t worry about what it says or how it looks. Eventually you’ll see it turn into something.

I have journaled every morning for most of my adult life, but have recently followed Cameron’s advice and am doing it with much more intention. And you know what? I can honestly say the words are flowing more readily, and my creative side is dancing a jig.

Don’t allow others to discourage you from practicing your art. Stay on your creative path.

 

 

Review - A Red Woman Was Crying by Don Mitchell

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A Red Woman Was Crying, Stories from Nagovisi, by Don Mitchell (Saddle Road Press, 2013), is a rich collection of linked stories told by fictional members of the Nagovisi tribe on the island on West-Central Bougainville Island in the Southwestern Pacific.

Mitchell, an anthropologist, spent several years living among the Nagovisi in the early 1970s, and returned briefly in 2001. The island and its people have been subjected to war and upheaval since the 1970s, when corporations moved in to mine the island's abundant copper mines. Today it is politically part of Papua New Guinea.

These stories brim with folklore and tribal wisdom, humor, pathos, and an enlightened understanding of a cultural divide as seen through the native characters who tell the stories.

Several characters recur throughout the stories, particularly Mesiamo and Lalaga, as does an American anthropologist named Elliott Lyman. The natives nickname the anthropologist Kakata, after a white bird of the jungle.

Mitchell’s decision to tell these stories from individual natives' points of view is inspired. It allows the anthropologist to be seen through their eyes, which makes for a fascinating look at how an outsider would be viewed. Mitchell’s keen powers of observation not only tell us about them, but how he came to see himself during the years he lived with them.

We learn about their lifestyles and dress, how men and women interact with each other, pick up bits of their language, and are fascinated by the customs of a people who - at least until more recently - were unaffected by the modern world.

Mitchell has written extensively about his research, academic works that would be of interest to other scientists, but this collection is a beautiful and accessible chronicle of the ways of life and attitudes of a tribal people that few of us have heard of, let alone may have encountered. It is eminently entertaining, with humor and wit, to boot. I highly recommend it.