Barbara J. HambyAuthor & Poet |
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Another Month Gone at the Speed of LightAll the last day of the month stuff is done, i.e. paying bills, updating Quicken and backing it up, etc. The credit union and I still disagree on what my balance is, but since it’s in my favor, I’m not anxious to track it down. Tomorrow morning will bring another session of swimming and water exercise. Usually a… click here to continue March, 31st, 2005 Memoir WritingMemoirs are popular these days. I’m not sure exactly why. Maybe it’s because more people are living to a ripe old age. Maybe it’s because email has replaced letters, a former source of history. It seems the busy-ness of everyday life has made oral history a thing of the past. Those of us who deign to leave memoirs… click here to continue March, 30th, 2005 Writer’s RamblingsWhile going through some of my old writing, I found a speech I’d been asked to give ten years or so ago about writing and publishing my first poetry book. Since some of my classmates in the present writing class are interested in self-publishing, I decided to modify the speech into an essay to read to the class. March, 29th, 2005 Memoir MadnessIn spite of the fact that I’ve never kept a journal as such, I am suddenly overwhelmed by the plethora of material I have for writing memoirs. My computer contains hundreds of letters I wrote before email, as well as saved emails from relatives and friends. I also have Holiday letters that summarize each year’s events, and go… click here to continue March, 28th, 2005 Buried TreasureWhile sorting through backup diskettes, zip drive files and CD’s, I discovered a backup CD that a computer repair facility had made for me when the hard drive crashed on my old laptop computer. Somehow, when I transferred files from that old laptop to my desktop and notebook computers, some of the files slipped through the cracks and I thought… click here to continue March, 27th, 2005 A Final SaluteYesterday my daughter and I said our final goodbyes to her father. She brought his ashes to Willamette National Cemetery, where I met her. She took care of the arrangements with a staff member at the cemetery while I waited. She had decided not to have a service there, since there had already been a lovely memorial service in… click here to continue March, 26th, 2005 Conversation in a Dental Waiting RoomA few days ago while I was waiting to have my teeth cleaned, a young woman sat near me writing feverishly in a notebook. When she looked up, I asked: “Are you a writer or a student?” “Both” she replied. Then she began telling me her life story, which was quite involved and intriguing. The last… click here to continue March, 25th, 2005 |