Thursday, July 2, 2015

Fourth of July

our American Flag

Every year, on the Fourth of July, our neighborhood does this huge pancake breakfast, which is put on the Men's Club, and then a parade, and then a sand castle contest, and then a BBQ out on the beach bluff.  I live in Niguel Shores Community, is inside Monarch Beach.   It's a little like the town Mayberry, from the Andy Griffith Show.

Hugh will be coming home today.  I pick him up at John Wayne Airport this afternoon. 

I am very happy he is coming home. 

Holly, my nine year old dog, went to the groomer yesterday.  When I picked her up she had a big red, white, and blue scarf around her neck.

Thursday, June 4, 2015

Naval Academy Graduation, 2015

Sam and me!
Sam and his grandmother, Ann, whose father also attended the Naval Academy.
The Hat Toss!!

On May 22, 2015, my oldest son, Samuel Blake Fitzmaurice, graduated from the United States Naval Academy. 

Our entire family was there.  We had a wonderful time watching him throw his hat in the air.  Sam will now become a Marine Pilot.  He will spend six months in Quantico, Virginia, and then he will go to Pensacola, Florida, to learn how to fly either helicopters or planes.  He does not know which one he will be assigned to.

I have him home for fifteen more days and then he has to leave to go to The Basic School, is in

Monday, May 11, 2015

Letters from young readers!

Letter one!

Letter two!

Today, I received letters from two young readers who were in a book club for DESTINY, REWRITTEN.  They were sent to me from Kelsey George, who is the YA service coordinator at the Goodwin Memorial Library.

This library is just a few short miles away from the real Emily Dickinson Memorial House.

I would love to go there someday!

Sunday, May 10, 2015

Mother's Day 2015

Our trip to Israel.  

I called my mother this morning to tell her how much she means to me.  We talked for about an hour.
We went over everything, how she raised me, how I raised my two boys, Sam and Hugh.  My mother taught me that I could do whatever I wanted to.

She has been an angel in my life.

Saturday, May 2, 2015

Independent Bookstore Day! May 2, 2015

Today is independent Bookstore Day;  I will be going to Laguna Beach Books, which is in Laguna Beach.  I am very excited.

Friday, April 17, 2015

Rod McKuen

A book of poems by Rod McKuen.

I live across the street from the Dana Point Library and every so often, I take a lot of books to the Friends of the Library.  I have too many books.  It’s embarrassing. 

And this morning, I came across a book my grandmother had given me.  It was a book of poems by Rod McKuen, entitled, COME TO ME IN SILENCE.  I forget I had this book.

To Kathy, from Grama Eleanor

But I do remember when my grandmother gave it to me.  I was twenty years old.  I was still in college.  I was writing poetry then.  I remember that I won a poetry contest, and received a check for twenty dollars along with a certificate. 

So I picked a poem out of his book.  Here is it:

I like how he wrote: this book is for nobody/everybody

Wednesday, April 1, 2015

National Poetry Month 2015

My grandmother, Eleanor, and her daughter, my mother, Ann.

When I was thirteen years old, my mother sent me to spend the summer with my grandmother, Eleanor Robinson, who was a science fiction author.  I remember that I had a fabulous time with her.  She taught me all about writing that summer.  She sat me down and explained things that I really didn’t understand.  She told me about character growth, and how at the beginning of the story, your main character has to have some flawed thinking, and by the end of the story, they should see the world differently than how they did at the beginning. 

My grandmother's first book, entitled, CHRYSALIS OF DEATH.

Then, when I turned twenty-one, she sent me a book of poems by Emily Dickinson.  This was my favorite poet at that time.  My grandmother was such a wonderful influence on me, and when I wrote my first book, I named my main character after her. 

Emily wrote this poem on what looks like the back of a envelope flap.

This is the poem in DESTINY, REWRITTEN.


She passed away while I was on my honeymoon.  I remember she could not come to my wedding.  I remember that right after my wedding, my mother, Ann, flew to Long Beach to see her mother.  I remember that my grandmother waited for my mother to get there.  And then, when my mother walked into her room, she held up her hand, grabbed my mother’s hand, and that was it.  I wish I could have been there.  After I returned from my honeymoon, I went with my mother to see her grave.  I laid a piece of eucalyptus on her grave, because she liked that plant.  She also liked the color turquoise.  My grandmother gave me a diamond ring one year, because I had tried on one of hers and she thought I should have one for myself.  I really loved her.   

So, in honor of National Poetry Month, I have chosen a poem that I think my grandmother would like.  This poem is the poem that is in DESTINY, REWRITTEN.   This is the poem that, I believe, says so much about our lives.  And it shows that Emily her self, wondered about her own destiny.

I do not know exactly what Emily Dickinson was thinking when she wrote this, but I imagine it was something really wonderful, and hopeful, and fabulous.