The second edition of Dreamscape: Real Dreams Really Make a Difference is now available in your favorite e-book format. For now it is available exclusively at the bookbaby store.
Since we’ve been collecting eggs from our chickens, we have gotten some small ones, some with twin yolks, one yolkless egg, and one without a shell at all but still perfectly contained within the membrane. But this is our first Frankenstein egg…
Dreamscape, Real Dreams Really Make a Difference, is now available for print pre-order at Amazon.com. Yay!
From ancient history to near-modern times, this collection of short stories and poetry is about fascinating people in history who followed their dreams and changed the world.
The repertoire was developed in performance at Listen & Be Heard, in clubs like the Nuyorican Poets Cafe, schools, libraries, jazz festivals, on WBAI Radio and at the International Edinburgh Festival Fringe where it was described as a “hip beatnick Sesame Street for grownups.”
Included are stories and poetry about Nicola Tesla, Albert Einstein, Josephine Baker, Queen Boedicea, Sacajawea and more. This second edition has three titles not included in the first edition, including a poem for the late great Butch Morris.
The e-book will be available soon as well. This is for those of you who still prefer print and won’t be able to attend any of my (soon to be announced) readings to purchase a signed copy.
Wishing you Peace and Poetry,
The second edition of Dreamscape, Real Dreams Really Make a Difference, will be released in March in print and as an e-book.
The book is a collection of biographical short stories and poetry about fascinating people in history. I developed the collection of stories in performance during years of storytelling in all kinds of venues. There are several pieces in the second edition that were not included in the first.
I’m excited to do some more storytelling when this book comes out. In the meantime, here’s the book cover! If you click on the pic, you can see it full size.
There is a spring bubbling up in the privacy of a wooded area on our property. Except for a path through the woods that makes it possible to walk all the way around the pond created by the spring, we leave the woods to be wild. Sometimes we find evidence of creatures who likely come there to drink.
Last July I was walking on the path back there and saw a flower, two of them, that I had never seen before. They were blooming in the shade among the ferns, and prickly vines that made it hard for me to get close. I took some pictures with my phone, and when I went back there about a week later, the flowers were gone.
They were fleeting and beautiful, and now in the middle of winter, sitting by the fireplace, I’m wondering if I will see them again next July. I will certainly be looking for them.
In the meantime, I am going to try to find out what flower it is. I’m thinking that someone at Clemson might be able to help me, or if I’m lucky, someone will see the picture and just tell me what it is. While you’re at it, you could tell me what kind of forest mushroom this is…
When I met my future husband I was trying to grow some food in my backyard, after moving from New York City to live in Vallejo, CA, where we met. When he changed my life forever, he also transformed the little backyard into a food haven that even included a raised bed of corn. I just bowed out of the now lush garden and turned my attention instead to cooking and preserving all that good food. I had already been eating natural foods for a couple decades, but had been a single mother with a very picky eater, for a daughter. I really didn’t cook in quantity.
Fast forward now twelve years and I have followed him to his hometown down here in Greenville, SC where he cultivates a true field, and I’m cooking food from the garden and the coop, to not only satisfy his six foot two appetite, but our three growing buys as well. My new neighbor quickly dubbed me a Yankee. I can tell you that this Yankee girl has learned to can chow chow with the cabbage he grows, fry the fish he catches, make banana pudding from scratch, (even the pudding and the wafers,) and cheddar biscuits, just to please the man who pleases me so well.
But I’m still me, the woman who can’t resist improvising. I sometimes replace butter with coconut oil, white flour with whole wheat, milk with soy milk. I also have come up with eggplant lasagnas, offered fried tofu instead of chicken, served pancake dinners when I’m feeling my Dutch roots and chicken soup when I’m feeling my Jewish roots. Even though its not entirely true he sometimes says that I never fix anything the same way twice.
For those of you looking for wholesome ways for your children to use their i-Tunes gift card, Mella and the Python Healer is now available on i-Tunes for $1.99.
You can preview the entire streaming file on the player below. You can also click the link on the player to purchase the same sound file for only .99 at cdbaby.com.
The ancient story of a young African woman who demonstrates her courage when she seeks the python healer to save her father’s life, was the one that I got the most feedback on from audiences during my storytelling days. It is still one of my personal favorites.
I discovered the original story in an anthology by Merlin Stone entitled “Ancient Mirrors of Womanhood A Treasury of Goddess and Heroine Lore from Around the World.” She uncovered the story in her extensive research of ancient womanhood, and gave a brief recounting of “Mella.”
As a storytelIer I have developed a repertoire of stories about fascinating people in history. Of all the stories from around the world that are collected in Ms. Stone’s fascinating volume, the story of Mella stuck with me, and I was inspired to share it, using my imagination to fill in some of the details. Ms. Stone was gracious to give me the rights to publish my version of the story in Dreamscape: Real Dreams Really Make A Difference, Published by Tenth Avenue Editions in 1995. The book is out of print, but you can find the text to my version of Mella here.
I had the opportunity to tell the story on WBAI Radio back in the nineties, with the assistance of Paul Ruest who engineered, and with accompaniment on the upright bass by Bobby Vidal. I rediscovered this recording recently while going through my files and was taken in by the story all over again.
Courage and honor and faithfulness never get old, and the story of this African girl who becomes a queen, remains as vibrant and relevant today as it was centuries ago, and may even be the origin of the medical symbol of the serpent still used today.
It’s been a few months since I posted anything because I have been obsessed with writing my novel “Marvelina” that I am happy to say is nearing completion. So I thought I would take a little breather and make this story available.
At ninety nine cents for thirteen and a half minutes, it’s a great deal, and will entertain people of all ages.
A writing spider has taken up residence on our deck.