Wednesday, June 20, 2012

The Perils of the Serial Series Reader

Anyone else a "series" reader?  As in, you pick up a series of books, in which you discover characters with whom you deeply identify, grow to love, devour their stories in book after delicious book, and even miss when you finally finish and have to put the book down. So then you pick them up again and read them all over?

I'm that kind of person; I always have been.

My first "series" was Laura Ingalls Wilder's Little House on the Prairie books.  From the time my grandmother gave me the first book in 1988 to the day I graduated from high school in 1998, I read and re-read this beloved series a total of ten times.  Not a typo--I re-read every one in the 9-book series an average of once per year throughout my childhood and adolescence. I had favorites, sure, but every time I'd start at the beginning, and end at the end, and relish in every single minute of it. I grew up in a rural, desert-like place that often seemed quite removed from the rest of the world. Her stories of the West, of survival,family, and love helped me to romanticize the place where I lived, imagining how I could learn to be self-sufficient, how people could survive in a time without modern amenities.

When I was 11 or so, I was introduced to Anne of Green Gables by L.M. Montgomery, another famous series for girls.  And as with my first series love, I proceeded to re-read these obsessively.  To date, I have read this entire series 7 times, the last time while I was in college.  And, as I write this, I'm feeling the urge to re-acquaint myself with that spunky, brave, intelligent and strong Anne that I tried to emulate. I loved that she didn't take any crap off boys, that she was smart, caring, and had a crazy imagination.  This beautiful little character single-handedly assured me that I was not alone, that there were indeed "kindred spirits" and "bosom buddies" in the world. Believe me, I needed that kind of reassurance.

Probably because of those positive experiences as a child, I've continued as a fan of series books.  Unfortunately, as an adult, I've come across an unexpected and disturbing phenomenon-- the unfinished series.  Few things have caused me more angst and frustration than starting a series, falling in love with it, speeding through as fast as I can, until suddenly I realize that I've come to a precipice and now have to teeter on the edge, cling on by my fingernails until the next book is released.  

Wiggle Wiggle Wiggle

My baby girl and I made it into print again!  Yea us.  We're in the summer issue of Mamalode magazine, published here locally in Missoula, and available for free around town (or through a subscription you can order on their website). However, since it's in print this time, and not online, I thought I'd re-publish it here for y'all to see.  This is just a snapshot that I took of the print version.  <3  H


Wednesday, May 2, 2012

I (also) Married the Right Guy

The other day, the most amazing thing happened.  I opened my email to discover that a piece I'd written for Will for Valentines Day is going to be published!!!   A life-long dream of mine, writing and having people like what I'm saying.  And now I'm being given the opportunity to be rewarded for my efforts.  Pretty amazing.

That said, please go ahead and check out my article on Mamalode Magazine (published here in BEAUTIFUL Missoula, Montana).  I hope you like it!  http://www.mamalode.com/ 

Love,  H.