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Monthly Archives: September 2012

The New Mexico-Arizona Book Award Finalists Announced

CL Gillmore is a Finalist!

C. L. Gillmore’s social media based romance novel, UNCOMMON BOND, is a finalist in the fiction/romance category!

The finalists in the 2012 New Mexico-Arizona Book Awards have been announced. There are 45 categories in the 2012 Book Awards program.

A purple surprise came in the mail today

A beautiful surprise

 

As of yesterday afternoon…I have a lovely new purple violet with variegated leaves joining the other three on my desk. A beautiful surprise from my sweet friend Randi Day! Just the ticket to chase away the blues and a pesky virus I’ve had for the past week.

Who would have thought something as delicate as a violet would survive the U.S. Postal Service! Indeed a miracle!! Thank you, Nurse Diesel from the bottom of my…gloves, gown, scalpel, tongs….hahahahaha…heart. ♥

The best advice for a writer

This is absolutely the best advice anyone could get…but especially for a writer. Thanks for sharing this, Bev!

“Read, read, read. Read everything — trash, classics, good and bad, and see how they do it. Just like a carpenter who works as an apprentice and studies the master. Read! You’ll absorb it.

Then write. If it’s good, you’ll find out. If it’s not, throw it out of the window.”

― William Faulkner

Arizona Authors 2012 Literary Committee Selects CL Gillmore as a Finalist

 

Arizona Authors Association selects Gillmore as Finalist

Congratulations to C.L. Gillmore! Her entry entitled “Beautiful Bell-Bottomed Boy,”  is a finalist in the Arizona Authors 2012 Literary Contest. Exact places will be announced and awards presented at the banquet on November 3, 2012. For more information on the Arizona Authors Association visit their website here.

Beautiful Bell Bottomed Boy

Beautiful Bell Bottomed Boy

 

 

Beautiful Bell-Bottomed Boy

Shirtless, bronzed, bell-bottomed boy,
Beautiful, young and lean.
Soft, silken coffee-brown hair,
Wind-swept, wild and free.

Graceful, fluid, outstretched arms,
Expressive, gentle hands.
Lovely, curved, sensuous hips,
Legs strong, slender and tan.

Rocked by the gods of music and freedom,
Swaying in rhythmic jubilation.
High on life and love’s sweet passion,
He danced for her in celebration.

One girl alone was hypnotized,
In the midst of a thousand faces.
Her eyes linked to his piercing blue eyes,
And put her own feet in his paces.

Gone are the days of the young summer sultan,
And the girl who watched him with joy.
He dances forever within her heart,
Beautiful bell-bottomed boy.

My New Bow Shoes

These are the “sale shoes” I bought while shopping with one of my forever friends during my three week stay in Iowa recently. I mentioned them in my newsletter/blog this week. I love them! And they were on SALE!!!!!

Long journey back home to the heartland of Iowa

Journey home through the heartland of Iowa

A suitcase full of memories

Three weeks ago, I packed my clothes, my shoes, my make-up, my books–along with my expectations, my memories, my dreams–and took the long journey back home to the heartland of Iowa. What I brought back–overflowing from all sides of the suitcase–went far beyond any of my expectations or my memories or my dreams.

As quickly as I packed away a day’s experience, a place, a smile, a laugh, a story, a voice into my suitcase–something else wonderful happened and I tucked that in as well–until finally that jam-packed suitcase was ready to pop! It’s a good thing airport security couldn’t detect or visibly see all the sweet and wondrous memories that overflowed and trailed back with me to Arizona.

And now a week later and what seems like a million miles away, I stand in my office, eyes closed, heart overflowing and click the heels of my sale shoes together (found while shopping with a forever friend one afternoon in Iowa) and whisper, “There’s no place like home, there’s no place like home, there’s no place like…Iowa.”

Peace and love from a forever friend and fellow time traveler,

Cheryl

A Friend Request and the final chapters

Learning something new as a writer

Learning something new as a writer

Today I began the finishing chapters to “A Friend Request,” sequel to my romance novel, “Uncommon Bond.” It was good to get back with Rose and Jake again and begin to bring their love story full circle. My recent trip to Iowa renewed me, filled my heart and soul with creativity, inspiration and focus once again. For that I am truly grateful for my sweet family and friends who welcomed me back home with open arms.

The Flower Gallery carries CL Gillmore’s books

 

Thanks to the Flower Gallery for carrying BOTH of my books locally in Muscatine Iowa! You’re the BEST, Karen! Be sure and “like” their page!!!

“Just in!! The chill in the air calls for curling up with a couple of good books. Written by local author, C L Gillmore, and sure to be real page turners!”

My heart is remembering

My heart has been speaking to me for nearly three weeks during the most lovely stay in Iowa…or was it heaven? At times it was hard to separate them. Now it is time for me to rest and listen and process and then write all those places, faces, feelings, sounds and smells and memories that are now a part of me. I am so grateful for everyone and everything that touched my soul so deeply in the “heart”land. You can truly come home again…

Sunday mornings in small midwest towns

My heart and mind are full this morning. There’s just something about Sunday mornings in small Midwest towns. Most businesses are closed and families walk to church down Maple and Oak canopied, Mayberry-like streets…lined with distinctive houses where the American flag flies proudly, flower-filled urns flank gingerbread trimmed porches and individualized mailboxes line the curb. I know inside one of these homes is an Aunt Bea cooking bacon, eggs and oatmeal for an Andie and Opie. Now I know why that program was so popular…it actually WAS true. Hollywood just thought it was a myth and happened to get it right for once. Appropriate for time-travelers like me and Dorothy and Toto, too who will soon be sucked back up into the vortex and carried back some place to the West…”and my spirit is crying for leaving.”