[stylist] chapter newsletters

[Jewel S.]

I apologize, I did mean affiliate. I get confused between "chapter"
and "affiliate." It is for the Wake Federation of the Blind
newsletter, which is for Wake County and Durham County in North
Carolina. I would love to some day run the state newsletter, the News
and Views, when the current Editor steps down in a few years, but I
have to start small, and this local newsletter is a great way to do
that.

Thank you for the suggestions! Asking others as a whole to write
articles sounds like a good idea, and I think writing a person to
write about themselves and then editing if needed is a good idea. It
saves me the time of interviewing and writing the article from
scratch.

Themes are also a good idea...I think that will really spice up the
newsletter. I'm also still trying to come up with a name, though I'm
truly considering the Red and White, which are the affiliate's
official colours. What do you guys think of that?

On 9/7/10, Bridgit Pollpeter <bpollpeter at hotmail.com> wrote:
>
> Jewel,
>
> Is this for your chapter or affiliate?  I am the editor for the Nebraska
> newsletter and I have done a complete face lift with it.  First, I try to
> encourage submissions that do not simply report.  I like to know what a
> writer's experience is and how a situation may affect them.
>
> I also began selecting themes for each newsletter to revolve around.  Our
> current issue deals with training and alternative skills.  I asked each
> chapter to submit a piece detailing an event or activity where they employed
> the alternative skills to accomplish set-up, work and interaction.  I also
> asked members to write about their training experiences.  one submission is
> about how Braille can be used in daily life, and I wrote an articles on how
> the skills can be used to manage diabetes.  Things like that.  Setting a
> theme, or focus, helps promote Federation philosophy, and it helps members
> have an idea as to what they should write.
>
> I try to spotlight a different affiliate member each time too.  If
> interviewing a person does not always work, I will ask a candidate to write
> about themselves.
>
> Be creative, but informative.  We want to grab readers attention especially
> outside the Federation.  Congrats and goodluck!
>
> Bridgit
>
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>> 1. Re: creative non-fiction "Snapshot" no language, no adult
>> content (Priscilla McKinley)
>> 2. Re-Introducing Myself (Marion Gwizdala, M.S.)
>> 3. creative non-fiction "snapshot" no language, no adult content
>> (Bridgit Pollpeter)
>> 4. Re: creative non-fiction "Snapshot" no language, no adult
>> content (Chris Kuell)
>> 5. Re: creative non-fiction "snapshot" no language, no adult
>> content (James H. "Jim" Canaday M.A. N6YR)
>> 6. Re: creative non-fiction "Snapshot" no language, no adult
>> content (loristay)
>> 7. Recent Addition (Joe Orozco)
>> 8. Re: creative non-fiction "Snapshot" no language, no adult
>> content (Robert Leslie Newman)
>> 9. Re: Recent Addition (Priscilla McKinley)
>> 10. Chapter Newsletters (Jewel S.)
>> 11. Re: Re-Introducing Myself (Robert Leslie Newman)
>> 12. Re: creative non-fiction "Snapshot" no language, no adult
>> content (James H. "Jim" Canaday M.A. N6YR)
>> 13. Re: Chapter Newsletters (helene ryles)
>> 14. Re: Chapter Newsletters (James H. "Jim" Canaday M.A. N6YR)
>> 15. Re: Re-Introducing Myself (Priscilla McKinley)
>> 16. Re: Chapter Newsletters (Jewel S.)
>> 17. Songwriting (Joe Orozco)
>> 18. Re: Songwriting (BDM)
>> 19. Re: Chapter Newsletters (loristay)
>> 20. Re: Songwriting (loristay)
>> 21. Re: Chapter Newsletters (James H. "Jim" Canaday M.A. N6YR)
>> 22. Re: Chapter Newsletters (Robert Leslie Newman)
>> 23. Re: Songwriting (Marion Gwizdala, M.S.)
>>
>>
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>>
>> Message: 1
>> Date: Mon, 6 Sep 2010 14:33:51 -0500
>> From: Priscilla McKinley <priscilla.mckinley at gmail.com>
>> To: "Writer's Division Mailing List" <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>> Subject: Re: [stylist] creative non-fiction "Snapshot" no language, no
>> adult content
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>>
>> I have embedded a few comments in your essay, just things to consider.
>> Also, I think you might want to consider the organization. You start
>> with the wedding photos and focus on one. Then you move back to
>> looking around the room. It seems as though it might be more natural
>> for your reading audience to come down to the basement and then to the
>> room, see everything in the room (closet, dresser, photos on walls,
>> etc.), and finally end with the girl in the middle of the room,
>> looking at the wedding photos. Then she could look in the mirror at
>> the end, moving directly from one snapshot that captures her feelings,
>> true feelings, to seeing herself in the mirror.
>>
>> Of course, this is just one opinion. I like when stories/scenes move
>> from general to specific, from the room and the surroundings to one
>> specific photo, to one specific moment in time. It seems as though
>> the specific photo reveals sadness that also comes out when looking at
>> yourself in the mirror. Again, that?s just one opinion.
>>
>> Thanks for sharing,
>>
>> Priscilla
>>
>>
>> Snapshot
>>
>> Reaching the bottom steps of the basement, an observer would notice
>> the following scene: A naked lightbulb emanates a harsh yellow
>> brilliance stifled by the dark windowless, cinder-block walls and
>> open-rafter ceiling. [I would take out the first part of the previous
>> sentence and start with ?A light??.] The grey painted floor
>> resembles hard, cold stone. Separating the basement from the large
>> family-room-sized space, should be a plaster wall, but now just the
>> wall studs remain leaving a clear view into the large room converted
>> into a bedroom. A skinny, blonde, young woman, Bridgit, sits in the
>> middle of the room surrounded by scattered piles of photographs.
>> Leaning against the wrought iron footboard of her bed, she studies a
>> picture. With knees drawn up against her slender body, she stares at
>> the image of a young woman. The small window above the bed shoots
>> sunlight like a spotlight onto the section of floor the young woman
>> sits upon. [Where the woman sits to avoid ending in a preposition?]
>> Bits of light reflect off the pictures littering the beige carpet
>> around the young woman.Try using other words besides ?young woman? so
>> much. Plus, sometimes it is confusing if the scene is you or the
>> picture of you. You might want to build up to the picture at the end
>> of the description of you sitting.]
>> The pictures relay a moment modern technology has frozen in time. A
>> small-town family wedding snapped for the centuries. Bridgit is
>> twenty-one in the pictures. A single year ago. She remembers the
>> day, she remembers the feelings. Happiness that weddings evoke, but
>> sadness that the occasion is not her own to celebrate. Joy to see
>> relatives gone for too long, but restlessness to explore the world
>> too. It was a third cousin's wedding, but the whole clan showed up to
>> celebrate the nuptials. A panoramic shot included a large portion of
>> family members gathered at a long table enjoying the home-cooked meal
>> of chicken-fried chicken and gravy with mashed potatoes and green bean
>> casserole topped with real onion-rings. Bridgit smiled demurely,
>> picking at the food before her, while Uncle Lance, to her right,
>> intently shoveled mashed potatoes in his mouth, and Tami, her mother,
>> held a bit of chicken mid-air with her fork, talking, most likely
>> saying how, "Fried-chicken is not a very elegant choice for a wedding,
>> but I guess that is what you are use to in small towns." Another
>> picture displays Bridgit in her black dress with a deep V in front
>> exposing a boney, but well tanned chest. Bronzed arms connected with
>> another's, she stood next to her fourteen-year-old cousin, Colin,
>> already taller than her. Her blue eyes gazed into the camera as she
>> flashed her one-dimpled smile. The focus of the next photo captured
>> the wedding party and guest doing the Bunnyhop. Clustered of to the
>> right, Uncle Doug and Aunt Becky grill her about college. She smiled
>> quietly as, "What are you studying?" "Still music?" and what are your
>> plans after graduation?" were fired at her. Years of dance training
>> and etiquette school have taught her to stand erect with head held
>> high. With her confident demeanor and three-inch heels, she appeared
>> taller than her average five-foot height. Later in the evening, the
>> camera snapped Bridgit laughing wildly as Uncle Brent whipped her
>> across the dance floor like Ginger Rogers. Another moment captured
>> Bridgit and Uncle Brent posing for the camera as he dipped her low.
>> Another shot has Bridgit kicking her black strappy heels off as she
>> prepared for a new round of dancing. Each photograph is handled with
>> care and placed in a tree creating a timeline beginning with a picture
>> of Bridgit's immediate family dressed in their wedding attire posing
>> for the first time in years, to a snapshot of straggling dancers
>> waltzing to the final song of the night, "I Will Always Love You."
>> Each picture displays a happy, smiling young woman, but one single
>> shot captured the truth. One solitary picture alone shows her with
>> the mask off. It is the photo she now sits and studies intently.
>> [Consider checking ofor present and past-tense verbs. Sometimes it
>> seems as though you could use more present.]
>> Staring at the picture of herself, her expression is quizzical and
>> worn. Her gaze is intent as though she will discover some truth about
>> herself. A rare moment exposed displaying a part never meant for
>> public consumption, yet here it is for all to see. She cradles the
>> picture in her thin hands as if breaking it will destroy some part of
>> her. The camera revealed Bridgit resting her head on a propped arm.
>> Escaped tendrils of hair framed her tanned face, and her blue,
>> almond-shaped eyes looked off into the distance. Her expression
>> contained longing, dreams and hopes unrealized, mingled with
>> restlessness and deep sadness. [Since this is captured in time,
>> consider present tense.] Sitting alone, tucked away in a corner of
>> the reception hall, she believed herself unnoticed, but the camera
>> caught her. An X-ray imprinting her soul lay bare. Always so careful
>> to wear her mask. Never letting her guard down, only to be trapped by
>> a modern marvel.
>> Placing this final picture in its proper spot in the visual timeline,
>> Bridgit looks around the room. A blue "Happy-birthday" balloon hangs
>> deflated on the wall surrounded by pictures from high school and
>> college. Bridgit, Tera and Jessica smiled in their red-and-white
>> cheerleading uniforms. Bridgit standing at the grand piano in the
>> choir room, mouth opened as she belted "On My Own" from Les
>> Miserables. Bridgit engulfed by Ryan, her boyfriend, the boy she
>> thought she would marry. Bridgit and Tera, arms clasped around each
>> other's shoulders, grinning on graduation day. Bridgit sitting on
>> Joe's knee during a cast party for Cinderella. [Consider being
>> consistent with verb tenses in the previous sentences, either present
>> with complete sentences or fragments with ?ing? verbs.] A letter
>> pokes out from behind the balloon, a love letter sent by a friend who
>> never forgot her, but that Bridgit could not muster the necessary
>> feelings for. The letter is a reminder that some one in the world
>> thinks she is special. A poster hangs on the opposite wall displaying
>> Kate and Leo at the bow of a ship, and next to this stands a tall
>> bookshelf lined with books from Little Women to I Know Why the Caged
>> Bird Sings. Across the room a butter-colored dresser-drawer reflects
>> her image in its large mirror framed by carved flowers. Quickly
>> adverting her eyes, she takes in the glass bottle of Miracle perfume
>> and the organized assortment of make-up compacts and brushes. A
>> Shabby-chic-style jewelry box is arranged on a corner of the dresser
>> top, and necklaces hang on a pink heart-shape with tiny hooks
>> protruding from the lace-overlay front. The open closet reveals
>> clothes hanging from shortest sleeve length to longest as well as
>> being color coordinated. Directly to the left of the entrance into
>> her room, sits the thirty-two-inch TV purchased by Ryan, the ex,
>> disguised as a Christmas present, but intended for the use of video
>> games. Taking in years of memories and keepsakes, Bridgit finally
>> turns back to the reflection in the mirror. Her blonde hair is pulled
>> back in a long, wispy ponytail, an attempt to hide the sections of
>> hair that have fallen out with portions of scalp still attached. Head
>> settled on boney knees, she wonders at her compactness. Chest,
>> stomach and waist are hidden behind skinny legs, and rail-thin arms
>> wrap around just beneath the pale, gaunt face. Her eyes haunt her as
>> they hold the longing and sadness grown deeper by another year.
>>
>>
>> On 9/6/10, James H. "Jim" Canaday M.A. N6YR <n6yr at sunflower.com> wrote:
>> > Hi Bridgit,
>> > descriptions are very good in this.
>> >
>> > I could be wrong but I think "adverting" you meant "averting."
>> > jc
>> >
>> >
>> > At 04:21 AM 9/6/2010, you wrote:
>> >
>> >>Dear List,
>> >>
>> >>Happy Labor Day to all. I am posting a piece I just worked on for a
>> >>class. Before it is workshopped, I thought I would let you lot
>> >>deconstruct it, and let me know what you think.
>> >>
>> >>Bridgit
>> >>
>> >>Snapshot
>> >>
>> >>Reaching the bottom steps of the basement, an observer would notice
>> >>the following scene: A naked lightbulb emanates a harsh yellow
>> >>brilliance stifled by the dark windowless, cinder-block walls and
>> >>open-rafter ceiling. The grey painted floor resembles hard, cold
>> >>stone. Separating the basement from the large family-room-sized
>> >>space, should be a plaster wall, but now just the wall studs remain
>> >>leaving a clear view into the large room converted into a
>> >>bedroom. A skinny, blonde, young woman, Bridgit, sits in the middle
>> >>of the room surrounded by scattered piles of photographs. Leaning
>> >>against the wrought iron footboard of her bed, she studies a
>> >>picture. With knees drawn up against her slender body, she stares
>> >>at the image of a young woman. The small window above the bed
>> >>shoots sunlight like a spotlight onto the section of floor the young
>> >>woman sits upon. Bits of light reflect off the pictures littering
>> >>the beige carpet around the young woman.
>> >>The pictures relay a moment modern technology has frozen in time. A
>> >>small-town family wedding snapped for the centuries. Bridgit is
>> >>twenty-one in the pictures. A single year ago. She remembers the
>> >>day, she remembers the feelings. Happiness that weddings evoke, but
>> >>sadness that the occasion is not her own to celebrate. Joy to see
>> >>relatives gone for too long, but restlessness to explore the world
>> >>too. It was a third cousin's wedding, but the whole clan showed up
>> >>to celebrate the nuptials. A panoramic shot included a large
>> >>portion of family members gathered at a long table enjoying the
>> >>home-cooked meal of chicken-fried chicken and gravy with mashed
>> >>potatoes and green bean casserole topped with real
>> >>onion-rings. Bridgit smiled demurely, picking at the food before
>> >>her, while Uncle Lance, to her right, intently shoveled mashed
>> >>potatoes in his mouth, and Tami, her mother, held a bit of chicken
>> >>mid-air with her fork, talking, most likely saying how,
>> >>"Fried-chicken is not a very elegant choice for a wedding, but I
>> >>guess that is what you are use to in small towns." Another picture
>> >>displays Bridgit in her black dress with a deep V in front exposing
>> >>a boney, but well tanned chest. Bronzed arms connected with
>> >>another's, she stood next to her fourteen-year-old cousin, Colin,
>> >>already taller than her. Her blue eyes gazed into the camera as she
>> >>flashed her one-dimpled smile. The focus of the next photo captured
>> >>the wedding party and guest doing the Bunnyhop. Clustered of to the
>> >>right, Uncle Doug and Aunt Becky grill her about college. She
>> >>smiled quietly as, "What are you studying?" "Still music?" and what
>> >>are your plans after graduation?" were fired at her. Years of dance
>> >>training and etiquette school have taught her to stand erect with
>> >>head held high. With her confident demeanor and three-inch heels,
>> >>she appeared taller than her average five-foot height. Later in the
>> >>evening, the camera snapped Bridgit laughing wildly as Uncle Brent
>> >>whipped her across the dance floor like Ginger Rogers. Another
>> >>moment captured Bridgit and Uncle Brent posing for the camera as he
>> >>dipped her low. Another shot has Bridgit kicking her black strappy
>> >>heels off as she prepared for a new round of dancing. Each
>> >>photograph is handled with care and placed in a tree creating a
>> >>timeline beginning with a picture of Bridgit's immediate family
>> >>dressed in their wedding attire posing for the first time in years,
>> >>to a snapshot of straggling dancers waltzing to the final song of
>> >>the night, "I Will Always Love You." Each picture displays a happy,
>> >>smiling young woman, but one single shot captured the truth. One
>> >>solitary picture alone shows her with the mask off. It is the photo
>> >>she now sits and studies intently.
>> >>Staring at the picture of herself, her expression is quizzical and
>> >>worn. Her gaze is intent as though she will discover some truth
>> >>about herself. A rare moment exposed displaying a part never meant
>> >>for public consumption, yet here it is for all to see. She cradles
>> >>the picture in her thin hands as if breaking it will destroy some
>> >>part of her. The camera revealed Bridgit resting her head on a
>> >>propped arm. Escaped tendrils of hair framed her tanned face, and
>> >>her blue, almond-shaped eyes looked off into the distance. Her
>> >>expression contained longing, dreams and hopes unrealized, mingled
>> >>with restlessness and deep sadness. Sitting alone, tucked away in a
>> >>corner of the reception hall, she believed herself unnoticed, but
>> >>the camera caught her. An X-ray imprinting her soul lay
>> >>bare. Always so careful to wear her mask. Never letting her guard
>> >>down, only to be trapped by a modern marvel.
>> >>Placing this final picture in its proper spot in the visual
>> >>timeline, Bridgit looks around the room. A blue "Happy-birthday"
>> >>balloon hangs deflated on the wall surrounded by pictures from high
>> >>school and college. Bridgit, Tera and Jessica smiled in their
>> >>red-and-white cheerleading uniforms. Bridgit standing at the grand
>> >>piano in the choir room, mouth opened as she belted "On My Own" from
>> >>Les Miserables. Bridgit engulfed by Ryan, her boyfriend, the boy
>> >>she thought she would marry. Bridgit and Tera, arms clasped around
>> >>each other's shoulders, grinning on graduation day. Bridgit sitting
>> >>on Joe's knee during a cast party for Cinderella. A letter pokes
>> >>out from behind the balloon, a love letter sent by a friend who
>> >>never forgot her, but that Bridgit could not muster the necessary
>> >>feelings for. The letter is a reminder that some one in the world
>> >>thinks she is special. A poster hangs on the opposite wall
>> >>displaying Kate and Leo at the bow of a ship, and next to this
>> >>stands a tall bookshelf lined with books from Little Women to I Know
>> >>Why the Caged Bird Sings. Across the room a butter-colored
>> >>dresser-drawer reflects her image in its large mirror framed by
>> >>carved flowers. Quickly adverting her eyes, she takes in the glass
>> >>bottle of Miracle perfume and the organized assortment of make-up
>> >>compacts and brushes. A Shabby-chic-style jewelry box is arranged
>> >>on a corner of the dresser top, and necklaces hang on a pink
>> >>heart-shape with tiny hooks protruding from the lace-overlay
>> >>front. The open closet reveals clothes hanging from shortest sleeve
>> >>length to longest as well as being color coordinated. Directly to
>> >>the left of the entrance into her room, sits the thirty-two-inch TV
>> >>purchased by Ryan, the ex, disguised as a Christmas present, but
>> >>intended for the use of video games. Taking in years of memories
>> >>and keepsakes, Bridgit finally turns back to the reflection in the
>> >>mirror. Her blonde hair is pulled back in a long, wispy ponytail,
>> >>an attempt to hide the sections of hair that have fallen out with
>> >>portions of scalp still attached. Head settled on boney knees, she
>> >>wonders at her compactness. Chest, stomach and waist are hidden
>> >>behind skinny legs, and rail-thin arms wrap around just beneath the
>> >>pale, gaunt face. Her eyes haunt her as they hold the longing and
>> >>sadness grown deeper by another year.
>> >>
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>> ------------------------------
>>
>> Message: 2
>> Date: Mon, 06 Sep 2010 10:21:56 -0400
>> From: "Marion Gwizdala, M.S." <marion.gwizdala at verizon.net>
>> To: <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>> Subject: [stylist] Re-Introducing Myself
>> Message-ID: <01b901cb4dce$dd073570$0201a8c0 at marion475ae1fe>
>> Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1"
>>
>> Dear All,
>> A couple of months ago I made some changes to my NFBNET subscriptions. As
>> the result, it seems as if my subscription to this list was dropped. Since
>> I have not posted here in quite some time, I thought I would send a brief
>> message to introduce myself to those who may have recently subscribed and
>> let others know some exciting news relevant to this list.
>> I am the President of the National Association of Guide Dog Users (NAGDU),
>> a strong and proud division of the National Federation of the Blind. I am
>> also a professional musician who performs a genre of music known as
>> "Positive (Posi) Music" and am the Music Director at New Life Unity Church
>> in Tampa, Fla. I am also in private practice as a Certified
>> Hypnotherapist. In addition, I combine my work with NAGDU, my talent as an
>> entertainer, and my experience as a counselor to offer seminars and
>> workshops that combine my music with spoken word.
>> I have published several articles on a variety of health and wellness
>> topics, such as hypnosis for health & personal enhancement, the
>> metaphysics of the body-mind-spirit connection, reincarnation, and issues
>> related to blindness and the use of guide dogs. I am currently working on
>> a multimedia quit smoking manual and have been commissioned by a major
>> peer-reviewed medical journal to write an article about service dogs in
>> the health care setting.
>> I look forward to getting acquainted with some old friends on this list
>> and getting to know some of the new subscribers. The lists of NFBNET are
>> an awesome resource for networking and exchanging ideas and experiences.
>> the written word is a powerful tool to help us further the goals of the
>> National Federation of the Blind and its philosophy. I look forward to
>> meeting many of you in person when you come to the Sunshine State next
>> July! If anyone wishes to get in touch with me in person, my contact
>> information is below my signature.
>>
>> Fraternally yours,
>> Marion Gwizdala, M.S., C.Ht.
>> 813-626-2789
>> Marion.Gwizdala at Verizon.net
>>
>> ------------------------------
>>
>> Message: 3
>> Date: Mon, 6 Sep 2010 13:23:53 -0500
>> From: Bridgit Pollpeter <bpollpeter at hotmail.com>
>> To: writers division <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>> Subject: [stylist] creative non-fiction "snapshot" no language, no
>> adult content
>> Message-ID: <SNT136-w567252C1B6E6A83075A964C4700 at phx.gbl>
>> Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1"
>>
>>
>> JC,
>>
>> You are right, I meant averting. I have gone through the piece about 20
>> times, and I can't believe I missed that! *smile* Glad I posted it here
>> first. Thanks.
>>
>> Bridgit
>>
>> > From: stylist-request at nfbnet.org
>> > Subject: stylist Digest, Vol 77, Issue 5
>> > To: stylist at nfbnet.org
>> > Date: Mon, 6 Sep 2010 12:00:08 -0500
>> >
>> > Send stylist mailing list submissions to
>> > stylist at nfbnet.org
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>> > stylist-owner at nfbnet.org
>> >
>> > When replying, please edit your Subject line so it is more specific
>> > than "Re: Contents of stylist digest..."
>> >
>> >
>> > Today's Topics:
>> >
>> > 1. creative non-fiction "Snapshot" no language, no adult content
>> > (Bridgit Pollpeter)
>> > 2. Re: creative non-fiction "Snapshot" no language, no adult
>> > content (James H. "Jim" Canaday M.A. N6YR)
>> >
>> >
>> > ----------------------------------------------------------------------
>> >
>> > Message: 1
>> > Date: Mon, 6 Sep 2010 04:21:23 -0500
>> > From: Bridgit Pollpeter <bpollpeter at hotmail.com>
>> > To: writers division <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>> > Subject: [stylist] creative non-fiction "Snapshot" no language, no
>> > adult content
>> > Message-ID: <SNT136-w646C2D35961CF77A0F5FAC4700 at phx.gbl>
>> > Content-Type: text/plain; charset="Windows-1252"
>> >
>> >
>> > Dear List,
>> >
>> > Happy Labor Day to all. I am posting a piece I just worked on for a
>> > class. Before it is workshopped, I thought I would let you lot
>> > deconstruct it, and let me know what you think.
>> >
>> > Bridgit
>> >
>> > Snapshot
>> >
>> > Reaching the bottom steps of the basement, an observer would notice the
>> > following scene: A naked lightbulb emanates a harsh yellow brilliance
>> > stifled by the dark windowless, cinder-block walls and open-rafter
>> > ceiling. The grey painted floor resembles hard, cold stone. Separating
>> > the basement from the large family-room-sized space, should be a plaster
>> > wall, but now just the wall studs remain leaving a clear view into the
>> > large room converted into a bedroom. A skinny, blonde, young woman,
>> > Bridgit, sits in the middle of the room surrounded by scattered piles of
>> > photographs. Leaning against the wrought iron footboard of her bed, she
>> > studies a picture. With knees drawn up against her slender body, she
>> > stares at the image of a young woman. The small window above the bed
>> > shoots sunlight like a spotlight onto the section of floor the young
>> > woman sits upon. Bits of light reflect off the pictures littering the
>> > beige carpet around the young woman.
>> > The pictures relay a moment modern technology has frozen in time. A
>> > small-town family wedding snapped for the centuries. Bridgit is
>> > twenty-one in the pictures. A single year ago. She remembers the day,
>> > she remembers the feelings. Happiness that weddings evoke, but sadness
>> > that the occasion is not her own to celebrate. Joy to see relatives gone
>> > for too long, but restlessness to explore the world too. It was a third
>> > cousin?s wedding, but the whole clan showed up to celebrate the
>> > nuptials. A panoramic shot included a large portion of family members
>> > gathered at a long table enjoying the home-cooked meal of chicken-fried
>> > chicken and gravy with mashed potatoes and green bean casserole topped
>> > with real onion-rings. Bridgit smiled demurely, picking at the food
>> > before her, while Uncle Lance, to her right, intently shoveled mashed
>> > potatoes in his mouth, and Tami, her mother, held a bit of chicken
>> > mid-air with her fork, talking, most likely saying how, ?Fried-chicken
>> > is not a very elegant choice for a wedding, but I guess that is what you
>> > are use to in small towns.? Another picture displays Bridgit in her
>> > black dress with a deep V in front exposing a boney, but well tanned
>> > chest. Bronzed arms connected with another?s, she stood next to her
>> > fourteen-year-old cousin, Colin, already taller than her. Her blue eyes
>> > gazed into the camera as she flashed her one-dimpled smile. The focus of
>> > the next photo captured the wedding party and guest doing the Bunnyhop.
>> > Clustered of to the right, Uncle Doug and Aunt Becky grill her about
>> > college. She smiled quietly as, ?What are you studying?? ?Still music??
>> > and what are your plans after graduation?? were fired at her. Years of
>> > dance training and etiquette school have taught her to stand erect with
>> > head held high. With her confident demeanor and three-inch heels, she
>> > appeared taller than her average five-foot height. Later in the evening,
>> > the camera snapped Bridgit laughing wildly as Uncle Brent whipped her
>> > across the dance floor like Ginger Rogers. Another moment captured
>> > Bridgit and Uncle Brent posing for the camera as he dipped her low.
>> > Another shot has Bridgit kicking her black strappy heels off as she
>> > prepared for a new round of dancing. Each photograph is handled with
>> > care and placed in a tree creating a timeline beginning with a picture
>> > of Bridgit?s immediate family dressed in their wedding attire posing for
>> > the first time in years, to a snapshot of straggling dancers waltzing to
>> > the final song of the night, ?I Will Always Love You.? Each picture
>> > displays a happy, smiling young woman, but one single shot captured the
>> > truth. One solitary picture alone shows her with the mask off. It is the
>> > photo she now sits and studies intently.
>> > Staring at the picture of herself, her expression is quizzical and worn.
>> > Her gaze is intent as though she will discover some truth about herself.
>> > A rare moment exposed displaying a part never meant for public
>> > consumption, yet here it is for all to see. She cradles the picture in
>> > her thin hands as if breaking it will destroy some part of her. The
>> > camera revealed Bridgit resting her head on a propped arm. Escaped
>> > tendrils of hair framed her tanned face, and her blue, almond-shaped
>> > eyes looked off into the distance. Her expression contained longing,
>> > dreams and hopes unrealized, mingled with restlessness and deep sadness.
>> > Sitting alone, tucked away in a corner of the reception hall, she
>> > believed herself unnoticed, but the camera caught her. An X-ray
>> > imprinting her soul lay bare. Always so careful to wear her mask. Never
>> > letting her guard down, only to be trapped by a modern marvel.
>> > Placing this final picture in its proper spot in the visual timeline,
>> > Bridgit looks around the room. A blue ?Happy-birthday? balloon hangs
>> > deflated on the wall surrounded by pictures from high school and
>> > college. Bridgit, Tera and Jessica smiled in their red-and-white
>> > cheerleading uniforms. Bridgit standing at the grand piano in the choir
>> > room, mouth opened as she belted ?On My Own? from Les Miserables.
>> > Bridgit engulfed by Ryan, her boyfriend, the boy she thought she would
>> > marry. Bridgit and Tera, arms clasped around each other?s shoulders,
>> > grinning on graduation day. Bridgit sitting on Joe?s knee during a cast
>> > party for Cinderella. A letter pokes out from behind the balloon, a love
>> > letter sent by a friend who never forgot her, but that Bridgit could not
>> > muster the necessary feelings for. The letter is a reminder that some
>> > one in the world thinks she is special. A poster hangs on the opposite
>> > wall displaying Kate and Leo at the bow of a ship, and next to this
>> > stands a tall bookshelf lined with books from Little Women to I Know Why
>> > the Caged Bird Sings. Across the room a butter-colored dresser-drawer
>> > reflects her image in its large mirror framed by carved flowers. Quickly
>> > adverting her eyes, she takes in the glass bottle of Miracle perfume and
>> > the organized assortment of make-up compacts and brushes. A
>> > Shabby-chic-style jewelry box is arranged on a corner of the dresser
>> > top, and necklaces hang on a pink heart-shape with tiny hooks protruding
>> > from the lace-overlay front. The open closet reveals clothes hanging
>> > from shortest sleeve length to longest as well as being color
>> > coordinated. Directly to the left of the entrance into her room, sits
>> > the thirty-two-inch TV purchased by Ryan, the ex, disguised as a
>> > Christmas present, but intended for the use of video games. Taking in
>> > years of memories and keepsakes, Bridgit finally turns back to the
>> > reflection in the mirror. Her blonde hair is pulled back in a long,
>> > wispy ponytail, an attempt to hide the sections of hair that have fallen
>> > out with portions of scalp still attached. Head settled on boney knees,
>> > she wonders at her compactness. Chest, stomach and waist are hidden
>> > behind skinny legs, and rail-thin arms wrap around just beneath the
>> > pale, gaunt face. Her eyes haunt her as they hold the longing and
>> > sadness grown deeper by another year.
>> >
>> >
>> > ------------------------------
>> >
>> > Message: 2
>> > Date: Mon, 06 Sep 2010 09:10:39 -0500
>> > From: "James H. \"Jim\" Canaday M.A. N6YR" <n6yr at sunflower.com>
>> > To: "Writer's Division Mailing List" <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>> > Subject: Re: [stylist] creative non-fiction "Snapshot" no language, no
>> > adult content
>> > Message-ID: <201009061410.o86EAjd3005661 at smtp.sunflower.com>
>> > Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"; format=flowed
>> >
>> > Hi Bridgit,
>> > descriptions are very good in this.
>> >
>> > I could be wrong but I think "adverting" you meant "averting."
>> > jc
>> >
>> >
>> > At 04:21 AM 9/6/2010, you wrote:
>> >
>> > >Dear List,
>> > >
>> > >Happy Labor Day to all. I am posting a piece I just worked on for a
>> > >class. Before it is workshopped, I thought I would let you lot
>> > >deconstruct it, and let me know what you think.
>> > >
>> > >Bridgit
>> > >
>> > >Snapshot
>> > >
>> > >Reaching the bottom steps of the basement, an observer would notice
>> > >the following scene: A naked lightbulb emanates a harsh yellow
>> > >brilliance stifled by the dark windowless, cinder-block walls and
>> > >open-rafter ceiling. The grey painted floor resembles hard, cold
>> > >stone. Separating the basement from the large family-room-sized
>> > >space, should be a plaster wall, but now just the wall studs remain
>> > >leaving a clear view into the large room converted into a
>> > >bedroom. A skinny, blonde, young woman, Bridgit, sits in the middle
>> > >of the room surrounded by scattered piles of photographs. Leaning
>> > >against the wrought iron footboard of her bed, she studies a
>> > >picture. With knees drawn up against her slender body, she stares
>> > >at the image of a young woman. The small window above the bed
>> > >shoots sunlight like a spotlight onto the section of floor the young
>> > >woman sits upon. Bits of light reflect off the pictures littering
>> > >the beige carpet around the young woman.
>> > >The pictures relay a moment modern technology has frozen in time. A
>> > >small-town family wedding snapped for the centuries. Bridgit is
>> > >twenty-one in the pictures. A single year ago. She remembers the
>> > >day, she remembers the feelings. Happiness that weddings evoke, but
>> > >sadness that the occasion is not her own to celebrate. Joy to see
>> > >relatives gone for too long, but restlessness to explore the world
>> > >too. It was a third cousin's wedding, but the whole clan showed up
>> > >to celebrate the nuptials. A panoramic shot included a large
>> > >portion of family members gathered at a long table enjoying the
>> > >home-cooked meal of chicken-fried chicken and gravy with mashed
>> > >potatoes and green bean casserole topped with real
>> > >onion-rings. Bridgit smiled demurely, picking at the food before
>> > >her, while Uncle Lance, to her right, intently shoveled mashed
>> > >potatoes in his mouth, and Tami, her mother, held a bit of chicken
>> > >mid-air with her fork, talking, most likely saying how,
>> > >"Fried-chicken is not a very elegant choice for a wedding, but I
>> > >guess that is what you are use to in small towns." Another picture
>> > >displays Bridgit in her black dress with a deep V in front exposing
>> > >a boney, but well tanned chest. Bronzed arms connected with
>> > >another's, she stood next to her fourteen-year-old cousin, Colin,
>> > >already taller than her. Her blue eyes gazed into the camera as she
>> > >flashed her one-dimpled smile. The focus of the next photo captured
>> > >the wedding party and guest doing the Bunnyhop. Clustered of to the
>> > >right, Uncle Doug and Aunt Becky grill her about college. She
>> > >smiled quietly as, "What are you studying?" "Still music?" and what
>> > >are your plans after graduation?" were fired at her. Years of dance
>> > >training and etiquette school have taught her to stand erect with
>> > >head held high. With her confident demeanor and three-inch heels,
>> > >she appeared taller than her average five-foot height. Later in the
>> > >evening, the camera snapped Bridgit laughing wildly as Uncle Brent
>> > >whipped her across the dance floor like Ginger Rogers. Another
>> > >moment captured Bridgit and Uncle Brent posing for the camera as he
>> > >dipped her low. Another shot has Bridgit kicking her black strappy
>> > >heels off as she prepared for a new round of dancing. Each
>> > >photograph is handled with care and placed in a tree creating a
>> > >timeline beginning with a picture of Bridgit's immediate family
>> > >dressed in their wedding attire posing for the first time in years,
>> > >to a snapshot of straggling dancers waltzing to the final song of
>> > >the night, "I Will Always Love You." Each picture displays a happy,
>> > >smiling young woman, but one single shot captured the truth. One
>> > >solitary picture alone shows her with the mask off. It is the photo
>> > >she now sits and studies intently.
>> > >Staring at the picture of herself, her expression is quizzical and
>> > >worn. Her gaze is intent as though she will discover some truth
>> > >about herself. A rare moment exposed displaying a part never meant
>> > >for public consumption, yet here it is for all to see. She cradles
>> > >the picture in her thin hands as if breaking it will destroy some
>> > >part of her. The camera revealed Bridgit resting her head on a
>> > >propped arm. Escaped tendrils of hair framed her tanned face, and
>> > >her blue, almond-shaped eyes looked off into the distance. Her
>> > >expression contained longing, dreams and hopes unrealized, mingled
>> > >with restlessness and deep sadness. Sitting alone, tucked away in a
>> > >corner of the reception hall, she believed herself unnoticed, but
>> > >the camera caught her. An X-ray imprinting her soul lay
>> > >bare. Always so careful to wear her mask. Never letting her guard
>> > >down, only to be trapped by a modern marvel.
>> > >Placing this final picture in its proper spot in the visual
>> > >timeline, Bridgit looks around the room. A blue "Happy-birthday"
>> > >balloon hangs deflated on the wall surrounded by pictures from high
>> > >school and college. Bridgit, Tera and Jessica smiled in their
>> > >red-and-white cheerleading uniforms. Bridgit standing at the grand
>> > >piano in the choir room, mouth opened as she belted "On My Own" from
>> > >Les Miserables. Bridgit engulfed by Ryan, her boyfriend, the boy
>> > >she thought she would marry. Bridgit and Tera, arms clasped around
>> > >each other's shoulders, grinning on graduation day. Bridgit sitting
>> > >on Joe's knee during a cast party for Cinderella. A letter pokes
>> > >out from behind the balloon, a love letter sent by a friend who
>> > >never forgot her, but that Bridgit could not muster the necessary
>> > >feelings for. The letter is a reminder that some one in the world
>> > >thinks she is special. A poster hangs on the opposite wall
>> > >displaying Kate and Leo at the bow of a ship, and next to this
>> > >stands a tall bookshelf lined with books from Little Women to I Know
>> > >Why the Caged Bird Sings. Across the room a butter-colored
>> > >dresser-drawer reflects her image in its large mirror framed by
>> > >carved flowers. Quickly adverting her eyes, she takes in the glass
>> > >bottle of Miracle perfume and the organized assortment of make-up
>> > >compacts and brushes. A Shabby-chic-style jewelry box is arranged
>> > >on a corner of the dresser top, and necklaces hang on a pink
>> > >heart-shape with tiny hooks protruding from the lace-overlay
>> > >front. The open closet reveals clothes hanging from shortest sleeve
>> > >length to longest as well as being color coordinated. Directly to
>> > >the left of the entrance into her room, sits the thirty-two-inch TV
>> > >purchased by Ryan, the ex, disguised as a Christmas present, but
>> > >intended for the use of video games. Taking in years of memories
>> > >and keepsakes, Bridgit finally turns back to the reflection in the
>> > >mirror. Her blonde hair is pulled back in a long, wispy ponytail,
>> > >an attempt to hide the sections of hair that have fallen out with
>> > >portions of scalp still attached. Head settled on boney knees, she
>> > >wonders at her compactness. Chest, stomach and waist are hidden
>> > >behind skinny legs, and rail-thin arms wrap around just beneath the
>> > >pale, gaunt face. Her eyes haunt her as they hold the longing and
>> > >sadness grown deeper by another year.
>> > >
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>> Message: 4
>> Date: Mon, 6 Sep 2010 10:23:21 -0400
>> From: "Chris Kuell" <ckuell at comcast.net>
>> To: "Writer's Division Mailing List" <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>> Subject: Re: [stylist] creative non-fiction "Snapshot" no language, no
>> adult content
>> Message-ID: <3CBC991B5976433C88DD7DB5D71D1A95 at ChrisPC>
>> Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed; charset="Windows-1252";
>> reply-type=original
>>
>> Hi Bridgit,
>>
>> I enjoyed your piece very much. You do a nice job of conveying emotion
>> along
>> with your memories invoked by looking over the photographs. You write very
>>
>> visually here, and you may want to put in a few more other-sensory
>> details.
>> Does the basement smell musty? Like an old tin can? How about sound--is
>> there a clock ticking on a bureau? Water in the pipes from someone
>> upstairs
>> taking a shower? Is she cold, or hot? Next, I would caution about using
>> too
>> many details, especially at the beginning of the piece. Don't worry--I
>> understand exactly what you are doing, painting a picture, so to speak, to
>>
>> put us, the reader, there. But too many details make the reader pay
>> attention to your words, to your writing, rather than getting absorbed
>> right
>> into your piece and then losing track of time as they read.
>>
>> Now I'm going to put on my editor's hat and insert a few comments into
>> your
>> text. Use them or dismiss them, as you see fit. Good luck with your
>> workshop.
>>
>> chris
>>
>>
>> Snapshot
>>
>> Reaching the bottom steps of the basement, (some editors would be put off
>> by
>> starting with Reaching (a present participle?) so perhaps you might start
>> simply with--At the end of the stairs in the basement...) an observer
>> would
>> notice the following scene: A naked lightbulb emanates a harsh yellow
>> brilliance stifled by the dark(,) windowless, cinder-block walls and
>> open-rafter ceiling. The grey painted floor resembles hard, cold stone.
>> Separating the basement from the large family-room-sized space, should be
>> a
>> plaster wall, but now just the wall studs remain(,) leaving a clear view
>> into the large room converted into a bedroom. A skinny, blonde, young
>> woman, Bridgit, sits in the middle of the room surrounded by scattered
>> piles
>> of photographs. Leaning against the wrought iron footboard of her bed, she
>>
>> studies a picture. With knees drawn up against her slender body, she
>> stares
>> at the image of a young woman. The small window above the bed shoots
>> sunlight like a spotlight onto the section of floor the young woman sits
>> upon. Bits of light reflect off the pictures littering the beige carpet
>> around the young woman.(you use 'young' 4 times relatively quickly here,
>> which needs to be revised. In addition, in your first sentence you told us
>>
>> the basement was windowless, which is inconsistant)
>> The pictures relay a moment modern technology has frozen in time.(I'd
>> delete
>> modern technology. Firstly, photography has been around for 150 years, and
>>
>> although it's changed, everyone knows what it is. Plus, this is one of
>> those
>> instances where the extra words pull the reader back from the story and
>> make
>> us pay attention to your words, to your writing, which isn't what you
>> want)
>> A small-town family wedding snapped for the centuries. Bridgit is
>> twenty-one in the pictures. A single year ago. She remembers the day, she
>> remembers the feelings. Happiness that weddings evoke, but sadness that
>> the
>> occasion is not her own to celebrate. Joy to see relatives gone for too
>> long, but restlessness to explore the world too.(you use forms of 'to' 3
>> times in this sentence, I'd say the last one is the most out of place.
>> Consider something like - Joy to catch-up with little seen
>> relatives,accompanied by a restlessness to explore more of the world...)
>> It was a third cousin?s wedding, but the whole clan showed up to celebrate
>>
>> the nuptials. A panoramic shot included a large portion of family members
>> gathered at a long table enjoying the home-cooked meal of chicken-fried
>> chicken (While I live in New England, and I've had chicken-fried-steak,
>> isn't chicken-fried-chicken just fried chicken?) and gravy with mashed
>> potatoes and green bean casserole topped with real onion-rings. Bridgit
>> smiled demurely, picking at the food before her, while Uncle Lance, to her
>>
>> right, intently shoveled mashed potatoes in his mouth, and Tami, her
>> mother,
>> held a bit of chicken mid-air with her fork, talking, most likely saying
>> how, ?Fried-chicken is not a very elegant choice for a wedding, but I
>> guess
>> that is what you are use to in small towns.? Another picture displays
>> Bridgit in her black dress with a deep V in front(,) exposing a boney, but
>>
>> well tanned chest. Bronzed arms connected with another?s, she stood next
>> to
>> her fourteen-year-old cousin, Colin, already taller than her. Her blue
>> eyes
>> gazed into the camera as she flashed her one-dimpled smile. The focus of
>> the next photo captured the wedding party and guest doing the Bunnyhop.
>> Clustered of to the right, Uncle Doug and Aunt Becky grill her about
>> college. She smiled quietly as, ?What are you studying?? ?Still music??
>> and what are your plans after graduation?? were fired at her. Years of
>> dance training and etiquette school have (had?) taught her to stand erect
>> with head held high. With her confident demeanor and three-inch heels, she
>>
>> appeared taller than her average five-foot height.(average seems wrong
>> here.
>> I believe the average American woman is 5 foot 4, so perhaps you mean
>> normal?) Later in the evening, the camera snapped Bridgit laughing wildly
>> as Uncle Brent whipped her across the dance floor like Ginger Rogers.
>> Another moment captured Bridgit and Uncle Brent posing for the camera as
>> he
>> dipped her low. Another shot has Bridgit kicking her black strappy heels
>> off as she prepared for a new round of dancing. Each photograph is handled
>>
>> with care and placed in a tree(,) creating a timeline beginning with a
>> picture of Bridgit?s immediate family dressed in their wedding attire
>> posing
>> for the first time in years, to a snapshot of straggling dancers waltzing
>> to
>> the final song of the night, ?I Will Always Love You.? Each picture
>> displays a happy, smiling young woman, but one single shot captured the
>> truth. One solitary picture alone shows her with the mask off. It is the
>> photo she now sits and studies intently.
>> Staring at the picture of herself, her expression is quizzical and worn.
>> Her gaze is intent as though she will discover some truth about herself.
>> (I
>> really like this) A rare moment exposed displaying a part never meant for
>> public consumption, yet here it is for all to see. She cradles the picture
>>
>> in her thin hands as if breaking it will destroy some part of her. The
>> camera revealed Bridgit resting her head on a propped arm. Escaped
>> tendrils
>> of hair framed her tanned face, and her blue, almond-shaped eyes looked
>> off
>> into the distance. Her expression contained longing, dreams and hopes
>> unrealized, mingled with restlessness and deep sadness. Sitting alone,
>> tucked away in a corner of the reception hall, she believed herself
>> unnoticed, but the camera caught her. An X-ray imprinting her soul lay
>> (laid?) bare.(another great line) Always so careful to wear her mask.(You
>> have already used the mask simile, and it's kind of cliche, so perhaps you
>>
>> can find something different) Never letting her guard down, only to be
>> trapped by a modern marvel(not so modern--perhaps simply camera, or
>> digital
>> timestopper?) .
>> Placing this final picture in its proper spot in the visual timeline,
>> Bridgit looks around the room. A blue ?Happy-birthday? balloon hangs
>> deflated on the wall surrounded by pictures from high school and college.
>> Bridgit, Tera and Jessica smiled in their red-and-white cheerleading
>> uniforms. Bridgit standing at the grand piano in the choir room, mouth
>> opened as she belted ?On My Own? from Les Miserables (I love that song,
>> although Empty Chairs and Empty Tables was probably my favorite) . Bridgit
>>
>> engulfed by Ryan, her boyfriend, the boy she thought she would marry.
>> Bridgit and Tera, arms clasped around each other?s shoulders, grinning on
>> graduation day. Bridgit sitting on Joe?s knee during a cast party for
>> Cinderella. A letter pokes out from behind the balloon, a love letter sent
>>
>> by a friend who never forgot her, but that Bridgit could not muster the
>> necessary feelings for. (The letter is- consider deleting this, as the new
>>
>> sentence will have more impact) a reminder that some one in the world
>> thinks she is special. A poster hangs on the opposite wall displaying Kate
>>
>> and Leo at the bow of a ship, and next to this stands a tall bookshelf
>> lined
>> with books from Little Women to I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings. Across
>> the
>> room a butter-colored dresser-drawer reflects her image in its large
>> mirror
>> framed by carved flowers. Quickly adverting her eyes, she takes in the
>> glass bottle of Miracle perfume and the organized assortment of make-up
>> compacts and brushes. A Shabby-chic-style jewelry box is arranged on a
>> corner of the dresser top, and necklaces hang on a pink heart-shape with
>> tiny hooks protruding from the lace-overlay front. The open closet reveals
>>
>> clothes hanging from shortest sleeve length to longest (as well as being-
>> consider replaceing with 'all') color coordinated. Directly to the left of
>>
>> the entrance into her room, sits the thirty-two-inch TV purchased by Ryan,
>>
>> the ex, disguised as a Christmas present, (but- consider replacing with
>> 'selfishly) intended for the use of video games. Taking in years of
>> memories and keepsakes, Bridgit finally turns back to the reflection in
>> the
>> mirror. Her blonde hair is pulled back in a long, wispy ponytail, an
>> attempt to hide the sections of hair that have fallen out with portions of
>>
>> scalp still attached. Head settled on boney knees, she wonders at her
>> compactness. Chest, stomach and waist are hidden behind skinny legs, and
>> rail-thin arms wrap around just beneath the pale, gaunt face. Her eyes
>> (haunt her as they- consider deleting) hold (the- if you delete the first
>> section, you should also delete this) longing and sadness grown deeper by
>> another year.
>>
>>
>>
>> ------------------------------
>>
>> Message: 5
>> Date: Mon, 06 Sep 2010 15:32:28 -0500
>> From: "James H. \"Jim\" Canaday M.A. N6YR" <n6yr at sunflower.com>
>> To: "Writer's Division Mailing List" <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>> Subject: Re: [stylist] creative non-fiction "snapshot" no language, no
>> adult content
>> Message-ID: <201009062032.o86KWZch013037 at smtp.sunflower.com>
>> Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"; format=flowed
>>
>> well you are welcome.
>> one of the reasons I hesitated in posting is that "advert" is a verb
>> and not just a noun for something put up to advertise something.
>> I did wish for a little more plot but I also do not know what your
>> assignment was.
>> jc
>>
>> At 01:23 PM 9/6/2010, you wrote:
>>
>> >JC,
>> >
>> >You are right, I meant averting. I have gone through the piece
>> >about 20 times, and I can't believe I missed that! *smile* Glad I
>> >posted it here first. Thanks.
>> >
>> >Bridgit
>> >
>> > > From: stylist-request at nfbnet.org
>> > > Subject: stylist Digest, Vol 77, Issue 5
>> > > To: stylist at nfbnet.org
>> > > Date: Mon, 6 Sep 2010 12:00:08 -0500
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>> > > 1. creative non-fiction "Snapshot" no language, no adult content
>> > > (Bridgit Pollpeter)
>> > > 2. Re: creative non-fiction "Snapshot" no language, no adult
>> > > content (James H. "Jim" Canaday M.A. N6YR)
>> > >
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>> > > Message: 1
>> > > Date: Mon, 6 Sep 2010 04:21:23 -0500
>> > > From: Bridgit Pollpeter <bpollpeter at hotmail.com>
>> > > To: writers division <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>> > > Subject: [stylist] creative non-fiction "Snapshot" no language, no
>> > > adult content
>> > > Message-ID: <SNT136-w646C2D35961CF77A0F5FAC4700 at phx.gbl>
>> > > Content-Type: text/plain; charset="Windows-1252"
>> > >
>> > >
>> > > Dear List,
>> > >
>> > > Happy Labor Day to all. I am posting a piece I just worked on for
>> > a class. Before it is workshopped, I thought I would let you lot
>> > deconstruct it, and let me know what you think.
>> > >
>> > > Bridgit
>> > >
>> > > Snapshot
>> > >
>> > > Reaching the bottom steps of the basement, an observer would
>> > notice the following scene: A naked lightbulb emanates a harsh
>> > yellow brilliance stifled by the dark windowless, cinder-block
>> > walls and open-rafter ceiling. The grey painted floor resembles
>> > hard, cold stone. Separating the basement from the large
>> > family-room-sized space, should be a plaster wall, but now just the
>> > wall studs remain leaving a clear view into the large room
>> > converted into a bedroom. A skinny, blonde, young woman, Bridgit,
>> > sits in the middle of the room surrounded by scattered piles of
>> > photographs. Leaning against the wrought iron footboard of her bed,
>> > she studies a picture. With knees drawn up against her slender
>> > body, she stares at the image of a young woman. The small window
>> > above the bed shoots sunlight like a spotlight onto the section of
>> > floor the young woman sits upon. Bits of light reflect off the
>> > pictures littering the beige carpet around the young woman.
>> > > The pictures relay a moment modern technology has frozen in time.
>> > A small-town family wedding snapped for the centuries. Bridgit is
>> > twenty-one in the pictures. A single year ago. She remembers the
>> > day, she remembers the feelings. Happiness that weddings evoke, but
>> > sadness that the occasion is not her own to celebrate. Joy to see
>> > relatives gone for too long, but restlessness to explore the world
>> > too. It was a third cousin?s wedding, but the whole clan showed up
>> > to celebrate the nuptials. A panoramic shot included a large
>> > portion of family members gathered at a long table enjoying the
>> > home-cooked meal of chicken-fried chicken and gravy with mashed
>> > potatoes and green bean casserole topped with real onion-rings.
>> > Bridgit smiled demurely, picking at the food before her, while
>> > Uncle Lance, to her right, intently shoveled mashed potatoes in his
>> > mouth, and Tami, her mother, held a bit of chicken mid-air with her
>> > fork, talking, most likely saying how, ?Fried-chicken is not a very
>> > elegant choice for a wedding, but I guess that is what you are use
>> > to in small towns.? Another picture displays Bridgit in her black
>> > dress with a deep V in front exposing a boney, but well tanned
>> > chest. Bronzed arms connected with another?s, she stood next to her
>> > fourteen-year-old cousin, Colin, already taller than her. Her blue
>> > eyes gazed into the camera as she flashed her one-dimpled smile.
>> > The focus of the next photo captured the wedding party and guest
>> > doing the Bunnyhop. Clustered of to the right, Uncle Doug and Aunt
>> > Becky grill her about college. She smiled quietly as, ?What are you
>> > studying?? ?Still music?? and what are your plans after
>> > graduation?? were fired at her. Years of dance training and
>> > etiquette school have taught her to stand erect with head held
>> > high. With her confident demeanor and three-inch heels, she
>> > appeared taller than her average five-foot height. Later in the
>> > evening, the camera snapped Bridgit laughing wildly as Uncle Brent
>> > whipped her across the dance floor like Ginger Rogers. Another
>> > moment captured Bridgit and Unc
>> >le Brent posing for the camera as he dipped her low. Another shot
>> >has Bridgit kicking her black strappy heels off as she prepared for
>> >a new round of dancing. Each photograph is handled with care and
>> >placed in a tree creating a timeline beginning with a picture of
>> >Bridgit?s immediate family dressed in their wedding attire posing
>> >for the first time in years, to a snapshot of straggling dancers
>> >waltzing to the final song of the night, ?I Will Always Love You.?
>> >Each picture displays a happy, smiling young woman, but one single
>> >shot captured the truth. One solitary picture alone shows her with
>> >the mask off. It is the photo she now sits and studies intently.
>> > > Staring at the picture of herself, her expression is quizzical
>> > and worn. Her gaze is intent as though she will discover some truth
>> > about herself. A rare moment exposed displaying a part never meant
>> > for public consumption, yet here it is for all to see. She cradles
>> > the picture in her thin hands as if breaking it will destroy some
>> > part of her. The camera revealed Bridgit resting her head on a
>> > propped arm. Escaped tendrils of hair framed her tanned face, and
>> > her blue, almond-shaped eyes looked off into the distance. Her
>> > expression contained longing, dreams and hopes unrealized, mingled
>> > with restlessness and deep sadness. Sitting alone, tucked away in a
>> > corner of the reception hall, she believed herself unnoticed, but
>> > the camera caught her. An X-ray imprinting her soul lay bare.
>> > Always so careful to wear her mask. Never letting her guard down,
>> > only to be trapped by a modern marvel.
>> > > Placing this final picture in its proper spot in the visual
>> > timeline, Bridgit looks around the room. A blue ?Happy-birthday?
>> > balloon hangs deflated on the wall surrounded by pictures from high
>> > school and college. Bridgit, Tera and Jessica smiled in their
>> > red-and-white cheerleading uniforms. Bridgit standing at the grand
>> > piano in the choir room, mouth opened as she belted ?On My Own?
>> > from Les Miserables. Bridgit engulfed by Ryan, her boyfriend, the
>> > boy she thought she would marry. Bridgit and Tera, arms clasped
>> > around each other?s shoulders, grinning on graduation day. Bridgit
>> > sitting on Joe?s knee during a cast party for Cinderella. A letter
>> > pokes out from behind the balloon, a love letter sent by a friend
>> > who never forgot her, but that Bridgit could not muster the
>> > necessary feelings for. The letter is a reminder that some one in
>> > the world thinks she is special. A poster hangs on the opposite
>> > wall displaying Kate and Leo at the bow of a ship, and next to this
>> > stands a tall bookshelf lined with books from Little Women to I
>> > Know Why the Caged Bird Sings. Across the room a butter-colored
>> > dresser-drawer reflects her image in its large mirror framed by
>> > carved flowers. Quickly adverting her eyes, she takes in the glass
>> > bottle of Miracle perfume and the organized assortment of make-up
>> > compacts and brushes. A Shabby-chic-style jewelry box is arranged
>> > on a corner of the dresser top, and necklaces hang on a pink
>> > heart-shape with tiny hooks protruding from the lace-overlay front.
>> > The open closet reveals clothes hanging from shortest sleeve length
>> > to longest as well as being color coordinated. Directly to the left
>> > of the entrance into her room, sits the thirty-two-inch TV
>> > purchased by Ryan, the ex, disguised as a Christmas present, but
>> > intended for the use of video games. Taking in years of memories
>> > and keepsakes, Bridgit finally turns back to the reflection in the
>> > mirror. Her blonde hair is pulled back in a long, wispy ponytail,
>> > an attempt to hide the sections of hair that have fallen out with
>> > portions of scalp still att
>> >ached. Head settled on boney knees, she wonders at her compactness.
>> >Chest, stomach and waist are hidden behind skinny legs, and
>> >rail-thin arms wrap around just beneath the pale, gaunt face. Her
>> >eyes haunt her as they hold the longing and sadness grown deeper by
>> >another year.
>> > >
>> > >
>> > > ------------------------------
>> > >
>> > > Message: 2
>> > > Date: Mon, 06 Sep 2010 09:10:39 -0500
>> > > From: "James H. \"Jim\" Canaday M.A. N6YR" <n6yr at sunflower.com>
>> > > To: "Writer's Division Mailing List" <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>> > > Subject: Re: [stylist] creative non-fiction "Snapshot" no language, no
>> > > adult content
>> > > Message-ID: <201009061410.o86EAjd3005661 at smtp.sunflower.com>
>> > > Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"; format=flowed
>> > >
>> > > Hi Bridgit,
>> > > descriptions are very good in this.
>> > >
>> > > I could be wrong but I think "adverting" you meant "averting."
>> > > jc
>> > >
>> > >
>> > > At 04:21 AM 9/6/2010, you wrote:
>> > >
>> > > >Dear List,
>> > > >
>> > > >Happy Labor Day to all. I am posting a piece I just worked on for a
>> > > >class. Before it is workshopped, I thought I would let you lot
>> > > >deconstruct it, and let me know what you think.
>> > > >
>> > > >Bridgit
>> > > >
>> > > >Snapshot
>> > > >
>> > > >Reaching the bottom steps of the basement, an observer would notice
>> > > >the following scene: A naked lightbulb emanates a harsh yellow
>> > > >brilliance stifled by the dark windowless, cinder-block walls and
>> > > >open-rafter ceiling. The grey painted floor resembles hard, cold
>> > > >stone. Separating the basement from the large family-room-sized
>> > > >space, should be a plaster wall, but now just the wall studs remain
>> > > >leaving a clear view into the large room converted into a
>> > > >bedroom. A skinny, blonde, young woman, Bridgit, sits in the middle
>> > > >of the room surrounded by scattered piles of photographs. Leaning
>> > > >against the wrought iron footboard of her bed, she studies a
>> > > >picture. With knees drawn up against her slender body, she stares
>> > > >at the image of a young woman. The small window above the bed
>> > > >shoots sunlight like a spotlight onto the section of floor the young
>> > > >woman sits upon. Bits of light reflect off the pictures littering
>> > > >the beige carpet around the young woman.
>> > > >The pictures relay a moment modern technology has frozen in time. A
>> > > >small-town family wedding snapped for the centuries. Bridgit is
>> > > >twenty-one in the pictures. A single year ago. She remembers the
>> > > >day, she remembers the feelings. Happiness that weddings evoke, but
>> > > >sadness that the occasion is not her own to celebrate. Joy to see
>> > > >relatives gone for too long, but restlessness to explore the world
>> > > >too. It was a third cousin's wedding, but the whole clan showed up
>> > > >to celebrate the nuptials. A panoramic shot included a large
>> > > >portion of family members gathered at a long table enjoying the
>> > > >home-cooked meal of chicken-fried chicken and gravy with mashed
>> > > >potatoes and green bean casserole topped with real
>> > > >onion-rings. Bridgit smiled demurely, picking at the food before
>> > > >her, while Uncle Lance, to her right, intently shoveled mashed
>> > > >potatoes in his mouth, and Tami, her mother, held a bit of chicken
>> > > >mid-air with her fork, talking, most likely saying how,
>> > > >"Fried-chicken is not a very elegant choice for a wedding, but I
>> > > >guess that is what you are use to in small towns." Another picture
>> > > >displays Bridgit in her black dress with a deep V in front exposing
>> > > >a boney, but well tanned chest. Bronzed arms connected with
>> > > >another's, she stood next to her fourteen-year-old cousin, Colin,
>> > > >already taller than her. Her blue eyes gazed into the camera as she
>> > > >flashed her one-dimpled smile. The focus of the next photo captured
>> > > >the wedding party and guest doing the Bunnyhop. Clustered of to the
>> > > >right, Uncle Doug and Aunt Becky grill her about college. She
>> > > >smiled quietly as, "What are you studying?" "Still music?" and what
>> > > >are your plans after graduation?" were fired at her. Years of dance
>> > > >training and etiquette school have taught her to stand erect with
>> > > >head held high. With her confident demeanor and three-inch heels,
>> > > >she appeared taller than her average five-foot height. Later in the
>> > > >evening, the camera snapped Bridgit laughing wildly as Uncle Brent
>> > > >whipped her across the dance floor like Ginger Rogers. Another
>> > > >moment captured Bridgit and Uncle Brent posing for the camera as he
>> > > >dipped her low. Another shot has Bridgit kicking her black strappy
>> > > >heels off as she prepared for a new round of dancing. Each
>> > > >photograph is handled with care and placed in a tree creating a
>> > > >timeline beginning with a picture of Bridgit's immediate family
>> > > >dressed in their wedding attire posing for the first time in years,
>> > > >to a snapshot of straggling dancers waltzing to the final song of
>> > > >the night, "I Will Always Love You." Each picture displays a happy,
>> > > >smiling young woman, but one single shot captured the truth. One
>> > > >solitary picture alone shows her with the mask off. It is the photo
>> > > >she now sits and studies intently.
>> > > >Staring at the picture of herself, her expression is quizzical and
>> > > >worn. Her gaze is intent as though she will discover some truth
>> > > >about herself. A rare moment exposed displaying a part never meant
>> > > >for public consumption, yet here it is for all to see. She cradles
>> > > >the picture in her thin hands as if breaking it will destroy some
>> > > >part of her. The camera revealed Bridgit resting her head on a
>> > > >propped arm. Escaped tendrils of hair framed her tanned face, and
>> > > >her blue, almond-shaped eyes looked off into the distance. Her
>> > > >expression contained longing, dreams and hopes unrealized, mingled
>> > > >with restlessness and deep sadness. Sitting alone, tucked away in a
>> > > >corner of the reception hall, she believed herself unnoticed, but
>> > > >the camera caught her. An X-ray imprinting her soul lay
>> > > >bare. Always so careful to wear her mask. Never letting her guard
>> > > >down, only to be trapped by a modern marvel.
>> > > >Placing this final picture in its proper spot in the visual
>> > > >timeline, Bridgit looks around the room. A blue "Happy-birthday"
>> > > >balloon hangs deflated on the wall surrounded by pictures from high
>> > > >school and college. Bridgit, Tera and Jessica smiled in their
>> > > >red-and-white cheerleading uniforms. Bridgit standing at the grand
>> > > >piano in the choir room, mouth opened as she belted "On My Own" from
>> > > >Les Miserables. Bridgit engulfed by Ryan, her boyfriend, the boy
>> > > >she thought she would marry. Bridgit and Tera, arms clasped around
>> > > >each other's shoulders, grinning on graduation day. Bridgit sitting
>> > > >on Joe's knee during a cast party for Cinderella. A letter pokes
>> > > >out from behind the balloon, a love letter sent by a friend who
>> > > >never forgot her, but that Bridgit could not muster the necessary
>> > > >feelings for. The letter is a reminder that some one in the world
>> > > >thinks she is special. A poster hangs on the opposite wall
>> > > >displaying Kate and Leo at the bow of a ship, and next to this
>> > > >stands a tall bookshelf lined with books from Little Women to I Know
>> > > >Why the Caged Bird Sings. Across the room a butter-colored
>> > > >dresser-drawer reflects her image in its large mirror framed by
>> > > >carved flowers. Quickly adverting her eyes, she takes in the glass
>> > > >bottle of Miracle perfume and the organized assortment of make-up
>> > > >compacts and brushes. A Shabby-chic-style jewelry box is arranged
>> > > >on a corner of the dresser top, and necklaces hang on a pink
>> > > >heart-shape with tiny hooks protruding from the lace-overlay
>> > > >front. The open closet reveals clothes hanging from shortest sleeve
>> > > >length to longest as well as being color coordinated. Directly to
>> > > >the left of the entrance into her room, sits the thirty-two-inch TV
>> > > >purchased by Ryan, the ex, disguised as a Christmas present, but
>> > > >intended for the use of video games. Taking in years of memories
>> > > >and keepsakes, Bridgit finally turns back to the reflection in the
>> > > >mirror. Her blonde hair is pulled back in a long, wispy ponytail,
>> > > >an attempt to hide the sections of hair that have fallen out with
>> > > >portions of scalp still attached. Head settled on boney knees, she
>> > > >wonders at her compactness. Chest, stomach and waist are hidden
>> > > >behind skinny legs, and rail-thin arms wrap around just beneath the
>> > > >pale, gaunt face. Her eyes haunt her as they hold the longing and
>> > > >sadness grown deeper by another year.
>> > > >
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>> Message: 6
>> Date: Mon, 06 Sep 2010 17:24:46 -0400
>> From: loristay <loristay at aol.com>
>> To: "Writer's Division Mailing List" <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>> Subject: Re: [stylist] creative non-fiction "Snapshot" no language, no
>> adult content
>> Message-ID: <85262B0E.AA6C.49EE.9DB6.2EE0AE8295E1 at aol.com>
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>>
>> i gather from the last line that the person you speak about has cancer? ?A
>> strange form, one that scalps her?
>> I did some proofreading, interspersed with your text, regarding
>> punctuation and spelling, etc. ?Nothing really deep. ?The purpose of the
>> piece is plain. ?One can deduce from it that the speaker is examining her
>> life, noting fallen dreams, and perhaps looking at the end of it. ?You
>> used your own name, so I do wonder if it's based on a real situation.
>> Lori
>> On Sep 6, 2010, at 5:21:23 AM, "Bridgit Pollpeter"
>> <bpollpeter at hotmail.com> wrote:
>>
>> From: "Bridgit Pollpeter" <bpollpeter at hotmail.com>
>> Subject: [stylist] creative non-fiction "Snapshot" no language, no adult
>> content
>> Date: September 6, 2010 5:21:23 AM EDT
>> To: "writers division" <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>>
>> Dear List,
>>
>> Happy Labor Day to all. I am posting a piece I just worked on for a class.
>> Before it is workshopped, I thought I would let you lot deconstruct it,
>> and let me know what you think.
>>
>> Bridgit
>>
>> Snapshot
>>
>> Reaching the bottom steps of the basement, an observer would notice the
>> following scene: A naked lightbulb emanates a harsh yellow brilliance
>> stifled by the dark windowless, cinder-block walls and open-rafter
>> ceiling. The grey painted floor resembles hard, cold stone. Separating the
>> basement from the large family-room-sized space,
>> (Don't need this comma)
>> should be a plaster wall, but now just the wall studs remain leaving a
>> clear view into the large room converted into a bedroom. A skinny, blonde,
>> ?I'd probably have written; ?Bridgit, A young woman, skinny, blonde,
>> sits...
>> young woman, Bridgit, sits in the middle of the room surrounded by
>> scattered piles of photographs. Leaning against the wrought iron footboard
>> of her bed,?she studies a picture. With knees drawn up against her slender
>> body, she stares at the image of a young woman. The small window above the
>> bed shoots sunlight like a spotlight onto the section of floor the young
>> woman sits upon. Bits of light reflect off the pictures littering the
>> beige carpet around the young woman.
>> The pictures relay a moment modern technology has frozen in time. A
>> small-town family wedding snapped for the centuries. Bridgit is twenty-one
>> in the pictures. A single year ago.
>>
>> She remembers the day, she remembers the feelings.
>> probably grammatically this period should be a colon.
>> Happiness that weddings evoke, but sadness that the occasion is not her
>> own to celebrate. Joy to see relatives gone for too long, but restlessness
>> to explore the world too. It was a third cousin?s wedding, but the whole
>> clan showed up to celebrate the nuptials. A panoramic shot included a
>> large portion of family members gathered at a long table enjoying the
>> home-cooked meal of chicken-fried chicken
>> why not just say home cooked meal of fried chicken and gravy...etc?
>> and gravy with mashed potatoes and green bean casserole topped with real
>> onion-rings. Bridgit smiled demurely, picking at the food before her,
>> while Uncle Lance, to her right, intently shoveled mashed potatoes in his
>> mouth, and Tami, her mother, held a bit of chicken mid-air with her fork,
>> talking, most likely saying how, ?Fried-chicken is not a very elegant
>> choice for a wedding, but I guess that is what you are use
>> used--needs a 'd'
>> to in small towns.? Another picture displays Bridgit in her black dress
>> with a deep V in front exposing a boney,
>> bony is spelled b o n y.
>> but well tanned chest. Bronzed arms connected with another?s, she stood
>> next to her fourteen-year-old cousin, Colin, already taller than her.
>> taller than she--would be a better choice
>> Her blue eyes gazed into the camera as she flashed her one-dimpled smile.
>> The focus of the next photo captured the wedding party and guest
>> do you mean guests?
>> doing the Bunnyhop. Clustered of
>> clustered off (o f f, not o f)
>> to the right, Uncle Doug and Aunt Becky grill her about college. She
>> smiled quietly as, ?What are you studying?? ?Still music?? and what are
>> your plans after graduation?? were fired at her. Years of dance training
>> and etiquette school have taught her to stand erect with head held high.
>> With her confident demeanor and three-inch heels, she appeared taller than
>> her average five-foot height. Later in the evening, the camera snapped
>> Bridgit laughing wildly as Uncle Brent whipped her across the dance floor
>> like Ginger Rogers. Another moment captured Bridgit and Uncle Brent posing
>> for the camera as he dipped her low. Another shot has Bridgit kicking her
>> black strappy heels off as she prepared for a new round of dancing. Each
>> photograph is handled with care and placed in a tree creating a timeline
>> beginning with a picture of Bridgit?s immediate family dressed in their
>> wedding attire posing for the first time in years, to a snapshot of
>> straggling dancers waltzing to the final song of the night, ?I Will Always
>> Love You.? Each picture displays a happy, smiling young woman, but one
>> single shot captured the truth. One solitary picture alone shows her with
>> the mask off. It is the photo she now sits and studies intently.
>>
>>
>> Staring at the picture of herself, her expression is quizzical and worn.
>> Her gaze is intent as though she will discover some truth about herself. A
>> rare moment exposed displaying a part never meant for public consumption,
>> yet here it is for all to see. She cradles the picture in her thin hands
>> as if breaking it will destroy some part of her. The camera revealed
>> Bridgit resting her head on a propped arm. Escaped tendrils of hair framed
>> her tanned face, and her blue, almond-shaped eyes looked off into the
>> distance. Her expression contained longing, dreams and hopes unrealized,
>> mingled with restlessness and deep sadness. Sitting alone, tucked away in
>> a corner of the reception hall, she believed herself unnoticed, but the
>> camera caught her. An X-ray imprinting her soul lay
>> I think you mean laid bare (l a i d)
>> bare. Always so careful to wear her mask. Never letting her guard down,
>> only to be trapped by a modern marvel.
>>
>>
>> Placing this final picture in its proper spot in the visual timeline,
>> Bridgit looks around the room. A blue ?Happy-birthday? balloon hangs
>> deflated on the wall surrounded by pictures from high school and college.
>> Bridgit, Tera and Jessica smiled in their red-and-white cheerleading
>> uniforms. Bridgit standing at the grand piano in the choir room, mouth
>> opened as she belted ?On My Own? from Les Miserables. Bridgit engulfed by
>> Ryan, her boyfriend, the boy she thought she would marry. Bridgit and
>> Tera, arms clasped around each other?s shoulders, grinning on graduation
>> day. Bridgit sitting on Joe?s knee during a cast party for Cinderella. A
>> letter pokes out from behind the balloon, a love letter sent by a friend
>> who never forgot her, but that Bridgit could not muster the necessary
>> feelings for. The letter is a reminder that some one in the world thinks
>> she is special. A poster hangs on the opposite wall displaying Kate and
>> Leo at the bow of a ship, and next to this stands a tall bookshelf lined
>> with books from Little Women to I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings. Across
>> the room a butter-colored dresser-drawer reflects her image in its large
>> mirror framed by carved flowers.
>>
>> Quickly adverting
>> This should be averting (a v e r t i n g)--no d.
>> her eyes, she takes in the glass bottle of Miracle perfume and the
>> organized assortment of make-up compacts and brushes. A Shabby-chic-style
>> jewelry box is arranged on a corner of the dresser top, and necklaces hang
>> on a pink heart-shape with tiny hooks protruding from the lace-overlay
>> front. The open closet reveals clothes hanging from shortest sleeve length
>> to longest as well as being color coordinated. Directly to the left of the
>> entrance into her room, sits the thirty-two-inch TV purchased by Ryan, the
>> ex, disguised as a Christmas present, but intended for the use of video
>> games. Taking in years of memories and keepsakes, Bridgit finally turns
>> back to the reflection in the mirror. Her blonde hair is pulled back in a
>> long, wispy ponytail, an attempt to hide the sections of hair that have
>> fallen out with portions of scalp still attached. Head settled on boney
>> There's that extra e again!
>> knees, she wonders at her compactness. Chest, stomach and waist are hidden
>> behind skinny legs, and rail-thin arms wrap around just beneath the pale,
>> gaunt face. Her eyes haunt her as they hold the longing and sadness grown
>> deeper by another year.
>>
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>> Message: 7
>> Date: Mon, 6 Sep 2010 18:23:41 -0400
>> From: "Joe Orozco" <jsorozco at gmail.com>
>> To: "'Writer's Division Mailing List'" <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>> Subject: [stylist] Recent Addition
>> Message-ID: <D09A56E53D6940629EBF4B364B4F716F at Rufus>
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>>
>> I think people may have been discussing the prequel mentioned in the
>> annotation below. If so, you might be interested in this recently added
>> title to the BARD collection. It's not my cup of juice, but I know how
>> nice
>> it is to find other titles by the same author.
>>
>> ***
>>
>> Author of Eat, Pray, Love (RC 61789) recounts her relationship with
>> Felipe,
>> whom she met in Bali. He shares her fear of matrimony--but marry they must
>> if he is to remain with her in the United States. Chronicles her second
>> journey, contemplating love and researching marriage through Southeast
>> Asia.
>> Bestseller. 2010.
>>
>> ***
>>
>> Joe
>>
>> "Hard work spotlights the character of people: some turn up their sleeves,
>> some turn up their noses, and some don't turn up at all."--Sam Ewing
>>
>>
>>
>>
>> ------------------------------
>>
>> Message: 8
>> Date: Mon, 6 Sep 2010 17:47:43 -0500
>> From: "Robert Leslie Newman" <newmanrl at cox.net>
>> To: "'Writer's Division Mailing List'" <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>> Subject: Re: [stylist] creative non-fiction "Snapshot" no language, no
>> adult content
>> Message-ID: <A157533B0C55422C9C8A6CF12FC68834 at Newmans>
>> Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1"
>>
>> I liked the jail simplism --- the wall studs that surrounded the area she
>> sat in. (I think Chris, lori, Jim and Pricilla all had good
>> suggestions/corrections.) that was a bleak picture!
>>
>>
>> -----Original Message-----
>> From: stylist-bounces at nfbnet.org [mailto:stylist-bounces at nfbnet.org] On
>> Behalf Of loristay
>> Sent: Monday, September 06, 2010 4:25 PM
>> To: Writer's Division Mailing List
>> Subject: Re: [stylist] creative non-fiction "Snapshot" no language, no
>> adult
>> content
>>
>> i gather from the last line that the person you speak about has cancer? ?A
>> strange form, one that scalps her?
>> I did some proofreading, interspersed with your text, regarding
>> punctuation
>> and spelling, etc. ?Nothing really deep. ?The purpose of the piece is
>> plain.
>> ?One can deduce from it that the speaker is examining her life, noting
>> fallen dreams, and perhaps looking at the end of it. ?You used your own
>> name, so I do wonder if it's based on a real situation.
>> Lori
>> On Sep 6, 2010, at 5:21:23 AM, "Bridgit Pollpeter"
>> <bpollpeter at hotmail.com>
>> wrote:
>>
>> From: "Bridgit Pollpeter" <bpollpeter at hotmail.com>
>> Subject: [stylist] creative non-fiction "Snapshot" no language, no adult
>> content
>> Date: September 6, 2010 5:21:23 AM EDT
>> To: "writers division" <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>>
>> Dear List,
>>
>> Happy Labor Day to all. I am posting a piece I just worked on for a class.
>> Before it is workshopped, I thought I would let you lot deconstruct it,
>> and
>> let me know what you think.
>>
>> Bridgit
>>
>> Snapshot
>>
>> Reaching the bottom steps of the basement, an observer would notice the
>> following scene: A naked lightbulb emanates a harsh yellow brilliance
>> stifled by the dark windowless, cinder-block walls and open-rafter
>> ceiling.
>> The grey painted floor resembles hard, cold stone. Separating the basement
>> from the large family-room-sized space,
>> (Don't need this comma)
>> should be a plaster wall, but now just the wall studs remain leaving a
>> clear
>> view into the large room converted into a bedroom. A skinny, blonde,
>> ?I'd probably have written; ?Bridgit, A young woman, skinny, blonde,
>> sits...
>> young woman, Bridgit, sits in the middle of the room surrounded by
>> scattered
>> piles of photographs. Leaning against the wrought iron footboard of her
>> bed,?she studies a picture. With knees drawn up against her slender body,
>> she stares at the image of a young woman. The small window above the bed
>> shoots sunlight like a spotlight onto the section of floor the young woman
>> sits upon. Bits of light reflect off the pictures littering the beige
>> carpet
>> around the young woman.
>> The pictures relay a moment modern technology has frozen in time. A
>> small-town family wedding snapped for the centuries. Bridgit is twenty-one
>> in the pictures. A single year ago.
>>
>> She remembers the day, she remembers the feelings.
>> probably grammatically this period should be a colon.
>> Happiness that weddings evoke, but sadness that the occasion is not her
>> own
>> to celebrate. Joy to see relatives gone for too long, but restlessness to
>> explore the world too. It was a third cousin?s wedding, but the whole clan
>> showed up to celebrate the nuptials. A panoramic shot included a large
>> portion of family members gathered at a long table enjoying the
>> home-cooked
>> meal of chicken-fried chicken
>> why not just say home cooked meal of fried chicken and gravy...etc?
>> and gravy with mashed potatoes and green bean casserole topped with real
>> onion-rings. Bridgit smiled demurely, picking at the food before her,
>> while
>> Uncle Lance, to her right, intently shoveled mashed potatoes in his mouth,
>> and Tami, her mother, held a bit of chicken mid-air with her fork,
>> talking,
>> most likely saying how, ?Fried-chicken is not a very elegant choice for a
>> wedding, but I guess that is what you are use
>> used--needs a 'd'
>> to in small towns.? Another picture displays Bridgit in her black dress
>> with
>> a deep V in front exposing a boney,
>> bony is spelled b o n y.
>> but well tanned chest. Bronzed arms connected with another?s, she stood
>> next
>> to her fourteen-year-old cousin, Colin, already taller than her.
>> taller than she--would be a better choice
>> Her blue eyes gazed into the camera as she flashed her one-dimpled smile.
>> The focus of the next photo captured the wedding party and guest
>> do you mean guests?
>> doing the Bunnyhop. Clustered of
>> clustered off (o f f, not o f)
>> to the right, Uncle Doug and Aunt Becky grill her about college. She
>> smiled
>> quietly as, ?What are you studying?? ?Still music?? and what are your
>> plans
>> after graduation?? were fired at her. Years of dance training and
>> etiquette
>> school have taught her to stand erect with head held high. With her
>> confident demeanor and three-inch heels, she appeared taller than her
>> average five-foot height. Later in the evening, the camera snapped Bridgit
>> laughing wildly as Uncle Brent whipped her across the dance floor like
>> Ginger Rogers. Another moment captured Bridgit and Uncle Brent posing for
>> the camera as he dipped her low. Another shot has Bridgit kicking her
>> black
>> strappy heels off as she prepared for a new round of dancing. Each
>> photograph is handled with care and placed in a tree creating a timeline
>> beginning with a picture of Bridgit?s immediate family dressed in their
>> wedding attire posing for the first time in years, to a snapshot of
>> straggling dancers waltzing to the final song of the night, ?I Will Always
>> Love You.? Each picture displays a happy, smiling young woman, but one
>> single shot captured the truth. One solitary picture alone shows her with
>> the mask off. It is the photo she now sits and studies intently.
>>
>>
>> Staring at the picture of herself, her expression is quizzical and worn.
>> Her
>> gaze is intent as though she will discover some truth about herself. A
>> rare
>> moment exposed displaying a part never meant for public consumption, yet
>> here it is for all to see. She cradles the picture in her thin hands as if
>> breaking it will destroy some part of her. The camera revealed Bridgit
>> resting her head on a propped arm. Escaped tendrils of hair framed her
>> tanned face, and her blue, almond-shaped eyes looked off into the
>> distance.
>> Her expression contained longing, dreams and hopes unrealized, mingled
>> with
>> restlessness and deep sadness. Sitting alone, tucked away in a corner of
>> the
>> reception hall, she believed herself unnoticed, but the camera caught her.
>> An X-ray imprinting her soul lay
>> I think you mean laid bare (l a i d)
>> bare. Always so careful to wear her mask. Never letting her guard down,
>> only
>> to be trapped by a modern marvel.
>>
>>
>> Placing this final picture in its proper spot in the visual timeline,
>> Bridgit looks around the room. A blue ?Happy-birthday? balloon hangs
>> deflated on the wall surrounded by pictures from high school and college.
>> Bridgit, Tera and Jessica smiled in their red-and-white cheerleading
>> uniforms. Bridgit standing at the grand piano in the choir room, mouth
>> opened as she belted ?On My Own? from Les Miserables. Bridgit engulfed by
>> Ryan, her boyfriend, the boy she thought she would marry. Bridgit and
>> Tera,
>> arms clasped around each other?s shoulders, grinning on graduation day.
>> Bridgit sitting on Joe?s knee during a cast party for Cinderella. A letter
>> pokes out from behind the balloon, a love letter sent by a friend who
>> never
>> forgot her, but that Bridgit could not muster the necessary feelings for.
>> The letter is a reminder that some one in the world thinks she is special.
>> A
>> poster hangs on the opposite wall displaying Kate and Leo at the bow of a
>> ship, and next to this stands a tall bookshelf lined with books from
>> Little
>> Women to I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings. Across the room a butter-colored
>> dresser-drawer reflects her image in its large mirror framed by carved
>> flowers.
>>
>> Quickly adverting
>> This should be averting (a v e r t i n g)--no d.
>> her eyes, she takes in the glass bottle of Miracle perfume and the
>> organized
>> assortment of make-up compacts and brushes. A Shabby-chic-style jewelry
>> box
>> is arranged on a corner of the dresser top, and necklaces hang on a pink
>> heart-shape with tiny hooks protruding from the lace-overlay front. The
>> open
>> closet reveals clothes hanging from shortest sleeve length to longest as
>> well as being color coordinated. Directly to the left of the entrance into
>> her room, sits the thirty-two-inch TV purchased by Ryan, the ex, disguised
>> as a Christmas present, but intended for the use of video games. Taking in
>> years of memories and keepsakes, Bridgit finally turns back to the
>> reflection in the mirror. Her blonde hair is pulled back in a long, wispy
>> ponytail, an attempt to hide the sections of hair that have fallen out
>> with
>> portions of scalp still attached. Head settled on boney
>> There's that extra e again!
>> knees, she wonders at her compactness. Chest, stomach and waist are hidden
>> behind skinny legs, and rail-thin arms wrap around just beneath the pale,
>> gaunt face. Her eyes haunt her as they hold the longing and sadness grown
>> deeper by another year.
>>
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>> Message: 9
>> Date: Mon, 6 Sep 2010 17:49:45 -0500
>> From: Priscilla McKinley <priscilla.mckinley at gmail.com>
>> To: jsorozco at gmail.com, "Writer's Division Mailing List"
>> <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>> Subject: Re: [stylist] Recent Addition
>> Message-ID:
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>> Joe,
>>
>> While I knew she had published a second book, I decided that II wasn't
>> going to waste my time, as I didn't care for the style of the first.
>> And speaking of books, when are we going to receive another section
>> from yours? You intrigued your readers with the last passage, so some
>> of us are ready for more. *smile* (How's that for pressure?)
>>
>> Priscilla
>>
>>
>>
>> On 9/6/10, Joe Orozco <jsorozco at gmail.com> wrote:
>> > I think people may have been discussing the prequel mentioned in the
>> > annotation below. If so, you might be interested in this recently added
>> > title to the BARD collection. It's not my cup of juice, but I know how
>> > nice
>> > it is to find other titles by the same author.
>> >
>> > ***
>> >
>> > Author of Eat, Pray, Love (RC 61789) recounts her relationship with
>> > Felipe,
>> > whom she met in Bali. He shares her fear of matrimony--but marry they
>> > must
>> > if he is to remain with her in the United States. Chronicles her second
>> > journey, contemplating love and researching marriage through Southeast
>> > Asia.
>> > Bestseller. 2010.
>> >
>> > ***
>> >
>> > Joe
>> >
>> > "Hard work spotlights the character of people: some turn up their
>> > sleeves,
>> > some turn up their noses, and some don't turn up at all."--Sam Ewing
>> >
>> >
>> > _______________________________________________
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>>
>>
>>
>> ------------------------------
>>
>> Message: 10
>> Date: Mon, 6 Sep 2010 18:48:37 -0400
>> From: "Jewel S." <herekittykat2 at gmail.com>
>> To: stylist at nfbnet.org
>> Subject: [stylist] Chapter Newsletters
>> Message-ID:
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>>
>> Hi all,
>>
>> My local chapter's president has given the newsletter over into my
>> hands. She will still be Editor-in-Chief, but it is my job to either
>> outsource reports to toher members or write the reports myself. For
>> example, I'll be writing an article for the newsletter giving a brief
>> history of White Cane Safety Month, but will be asking our Vice
>> President to write the report on last month's Member Drive, since I
>> was not present. After I write and/or collect the written articles, I
>> send it to the presient/editor-in-chief for review and she passes it
>> on for e-mail distribution and printing in large print or Braille for
>> those who don't have computers.
>>
>> So the first point of this e-mail was to share with you all the
>> priveledge I have been given in being assigned as editor and
>> coordinator of the newsletter. I'm really excited about it. She had me
>> do one newsletter as a Guest Editor, because she was super busy with
>> legislative work and homeschooling her daughter, and obviously she was
>> impressed with my work, since she has permanently assigned me to it!
>>
>> The second reason I have written on this topic is to ask advice on
>> writing a newsletter. Are there any guidelines out there for me to
>> consider? What sorts of things should I put in the newsletter to spice
>> it up? This month I can put the brief history fo White Cane Safety
>> Month in there, and that'll be a nice addition to the otherwise
>> report-only newsletter, but I'd like to be able to add this bit of
>> spice each month. The Editor-in-Chief has asked that I not put
>> detailed reports on legislative issues, as there is a seperate mailing
>> list for that information, so writing articles about local legal
>> issues is out. The newsletter is for all members from all sorts of
>> backgrounds, so I feel it would be inappropriate to write about
>> something specific to a sub-grup, such as students or the newly
>> blinded. I have done a Member Profile in the past on a member who,
>> though a well-educated doctor with a lot to say, was very quiet in
>> meetings. I did an interview with him and wrote the report off of my
>> notes. The member rprofile was a great success, and I hope to do
>> another on another member, but it requires that I interview the
>> person, and people aren't always available for interview in time for
>> it to be put in the newsletter.
>>
>> Does anyone have some suggestions about simple but effective additions
>> to the newsletter to make it more interesting to the members of our
>> chapter?
>> --
>> Thank you guys for being here to ask! I love this list!
>>
>> ~Jewel
>> Check out my blog about accessibility for the blind!
>> Treasure Chest for the Blind: http://blindtreasurechest.blogspot.com
>>
>>
>>
>> ------------------------------
>>
>> Message: 11
>> Date: Mon, 6 Sep 2010 18:20:19 -0500
>> From: "Robert Leslie Newman" <newmanrl at cox.net>
>> To: "'Marion Gwizdala, M.S.'" <marion.gwizdala at verizon.net>,
>> "'Writer's Division Mailing List'" <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>> Subject: Re: [stylist] Re-Introducing Myself
>> Message-ID: <509C37D8CEFD41578F5DD7015E5DDE24 at Newmans>
>> Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"
>>
>> Marion
>>
>> Good to have you with us! NAGDU --- what a great word --- set of letters
>> that sound --- well interesting. And it sounds like you have a diverse set
>> of talents; with the writing, the music, (POSI - not sure I've heard of
>> it,
>> and would like to). Also, an article on service dogs in the health care
>> area, that could be a multifaceted piece!
>>
>> I'll write you off list- put the pitch to you to join the Division!
>>
>> Welcome and we all will learn from one another. (This is a pretty open and
>> helpful group.)
>>
>>
>>
>> -----Original Message-----
>> From: stylist-bounces at nfbnet.org [mailto:stylist-bounces at nfbnet.org] On
>> Behalf Of Marion Gwizdala, M.S.
>> Sent: Monday, September 06, 2010 9:22 AM
>> To: stylist at nfbnet.org
>> Subject: [stylist] Re-Introducing Myself
>>
>> Dear All,
>> A couple of months ago I made some changes to my NFBNET subscriptions.
>> As the result, it seems as if my subscription to this list was dropped.
>> Since I have not posted here in quite some time, I thought I would send a
>> brief message to introduce myself to those who may have recently
>> subscribed
>> and let others know some exciting news relevant to this list.
>> I am the President of the National Association of Guide Dog Users
>> (NAGDU), a strong and proud division of the National Federation of the
>> Blind. I am also a professional musician who performs a genre of music
>> known
>> as "Positive (Posi) Music" and am the Music Director at New Life Unity
>> Church in Tampa, Fla. I am also in private practice as a Certified
>> Hypnotherapist. In addition, I combine my work with NAGDU, my talent as an
>> entertainer, and my experience as a counselor to offer seminars and
>> workshops that combine my music with spoken word.
>> I have published several articles on a variety of health and wellness
>> topics, such as hypnosis for health & personal enhancement, the
>> metaphysics
>> of the body-mind-spirit connection, reincarnation, and issues related to
>> blindness and the use of guide dogs. I am currently working on a
>> multimedia
>> quit smoking manual and have been commissioned by a major peer-reviewed
>> medical journal to write an article about service dogs in the health care
>> setting.
>> I look forward to getting acquainted with some old friends on this list
>> and getting to know some of the new subscribers. The lists of NFBNET are
>> an
>> awesome resource for networking and exchanging ideas and experiences. the
>> written word is a powerful tool to help us further the goals of the
>> National
>> Federation of the Blind and its philosophy. I look forward to meeting many
>> of you in person when you come to the Sunshine State next July! If anyone
>> wishes to get in touch with me in person, my contact information is below
>> my
>> signature.
>>
>> Fraternally yours,
>> Marion Gwizdala, M.S., C.Ht.
>> 813-626-2789
>> Marion.Gwizdala at Verizon.net
>> _______________________________________________
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>> Message: 12
>> Date: Mon, 06 Sep 2010 18:51:50 -0500
>> From: "James H. \"Jim\" Canaday M.A. N6YR" <n6yr at sunflower.com>
>> To: "Writer's Division Mailing List" <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>> Subject: Re: [stylist] creative non-fiction "Snapshot" no language, no
>> adult content
>> Message-ID: <201009062351.o86Npn1f003973 at smtp.sunflower.com>
>> Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1"; format=flowed
>>
>> yes Lori,
>> I too was puzzled by the hair out in patches. I
>> guess because of my training and history and the
>> bleak setting I thought it was one of those
>> self-destructive personal habbits that she pulled out clumps of her own
>> hair.
>> jc
>>
>> At 04:24 PM 9/6/2010, you wrote:
>> >i gather from the last line that the person you
>> >speak about has cancer? A strange form, one that scalps her?
>> >I did some proofreading, interspersed with your
>> >text, regarding punctuation and spelling,
>> >etc. Nothing really deep. The purpose of the
>> >piece is plain. One can deduce from it that the
>> >speaker is examining her life, noting fallen
>> >dreams, and perhaps looking at the end of
>> >it. You used your own name, so I do wonder if it's based on a real
>> > situation.
>> >Lori
>> >On Sep 6, 2010, at 5:21:23 AM, "Bridgit
>> >Pollpeter" <bpollpeter at hotmail.com> wrote:
>> >
>> >From: "Bridgit Pollpeter" <bpollpeter at hotmail.com>
>> >Subject: [stylist] creative non-fiction
>> >"Snapshot" no language, no adult content
>> >Date: September 6, 2010 5:21:23 AM EDT
>> >To: "writers division" <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>> >
>> >Dear List,
>> >
>> >Happy Labor Day to all. I am posting a piece I
>> >just worked on for a class. Before it is
>> >workshopped, I thought I would let you lot
>> >deconstruct it, and let me know what you think.
>> >
>> >Bridgit
>> >
>> >Snapshot
>> >
>> >Reaching the bottom steps of the basement, an
>> >observer would notice the following scene: A
>> >naked lightbulb emanates a harsh yellow
>> >brilliance stifled by the dark windowless,
>> >cinder-block walls and open-rafter ceiling. The
>> >grey painted floor resembles hard, cold stone.
>> >Separating the basement from the large family-room-sized space,
>> >(Don't need this comma)
>> >should be a plaster wall, but now just the wall
>> >studs remain leaving a clear view into the large
>> >room converted into a bedroom. A skinny, blonde,
>> > I'd probably have written; Bridgit, A young woman, skinny, blonde,
>> > sits...
>> >young woman, Bridgit, sits in the middle of the
>> >room surrounded by scattered piles of
>> >photographs. Leaning against the wrought iron
>> >footboard of her bed, she studies a picture.
>> >With knees drawn up against her slender body,
>> >she stares at the image of a young woman. The
>> >small window above the bed shoots sunlight like
>> >a spotlight onto the section of floor the young
>> >woman sits upon. Bits of light reflect off the
>> >pictures littering the beige carpet around the young woman.
>> >The pictures relay a moment modern technology
>> >has frozen in time. A small-town family wedding
>> >snapped for the centuries. Bridgit is twenty-one
>> >in the pictures. A single year ago.
>> >
>> >She remembers the day, she remembers the feelings.
>> >probably grammatically this period should be a colon.
>> >Happiness that weddings evoke, but sadness that
>> >the occasion is not her own to celebrate. Joy to
>> >see relatives gone for too long, but
>> >restlessness to explore the world too. It was a
>> >third cousin?s wedding, but the whole clan
>> >showed up to celebrate the nuptials. A panoramic
>> >shot included a large portion of family members
>> >gathered at a long table enjoying the home-cooked meal of chicken-fried
>> > chicken
>> >why not just say home cooked meal of fried chicken and gravy...etc?
>> >and gravy with mashed potatoes and green bean
>> >casserole topped with real onion-rings. Bridgit
>> >smiled demurely, picking at the food before her,
>> >while Uncle Lance, to her right, intently
>> >shoveled mashed potatoes in his mouth, and Tami,
>> >her mother, held a bit of chicken mid-air with
>> >her fork, talking, most likely saying how,
>> >?Fried-chicken is not a very elegant choice for
>> >a wedding, but I guess that is what you are use
>> >used--needs a 'd'
>> >to in small towns.? Another picture displays
>> >Bridgit in her black dress with a deep V in front exposing a boney,
>> >bony is spelled b o n y.
>> >but well tanned chest. Bronzed arms connected
>> >with another?s, she stood next to her
>> >fourteen-year-old cousin, Colin, already taller than her.
>> >taller than she--would be a better choice
>> >Her blue eyes gazed into the camera as she
>> >flashed her one-dimpled smile. The focus of the
>> >next photo captured the wedding party and guest
>> >do you mean guests?
>> >doing the Bunnyhop. Clustered of
>> >clustered off (o f f, not o f)
>> >to the right, Uncle Doug and Aunt Becky grill
>> >her about college. She smiled quietly as, ?What
>> >are you studying?? ?Still music?? and what are
>> >your plans after graduation?? were fired at her.
>> >Years of dance training and etiquette school
>> >have taught her to stand erect with head held
>> >high. With her confident demeanor and three-inch
>> >heels, she appeared taller than her average
>> >five-foot height. Later in the evening, the
>> >camera snapped Bridgit laughing wildly as Uncle
>> >Brent whipped her across the dance floor like
>> >Ginger Rogers. Another moment captured Bridgit
>> >and Uncle Brent posing for the camera as he
>> >dipped her low. Another shot has Bridgit kicking
>> >her black strappy heels off as she prepared for
>> >a new round of dancing. Each photograph is
>> >handled with care and placed in a tree creating
>> >a timeline beginning with a picture of Bridgit?s
>> >immediate family dressed in their wedding attire
>> >posing for the first time in years, to a
>> >snapshot of straggling dancers waltzing to the
>> >final song of the night, ?I Will Always Love
>> >You.? Each picture displays a happy, smiling
>> >young woman, but one single shot captured the
>> >truth. One solitary picture alone shows her with
>> >the mask off. It is the photo she now sits and studies intently.
>> >
>> >
>> >Staring at the picture of herself, her
>> >expression is quizzical and worn. Her gaze is
>> >intent as though she will discover some truth
>> >about herself. A rare moment exposed displaying
>> >a part never meant for public consumption, yet
>> >here it is for all to see. She cradles the
>> >picture in her thin hands as if breaking it will
>> >destroy some part of her. The camera revealed
>> >Bridgit resting her head on a propped arm.
>> >Escaped tendrils of hair framed her tanned face,
>> >and her blue, almond-shaped eyes looked off into
>> >the distance. Her expression contained longing,
>> >dreams and hopes unrealized, mingled with
>> >restlessness and deep sadness. Sitting alone,
>> >tucked away in a corner of the reception hall,
>> >she believed herself unnoticed, but the camera
>> >caught her. An X-ray imprinting her soul lay
>> >I think you mean laid bare (l a i d)
>> >bare. Always so careful to wear her mask. Never
>> >letting her guard down, only to be trapped by a modern marvel.
>> >
>> >
>> >Placing this final picture in its proper spot in
>> >the visual timeline, Bridgit looks around the
>> >room. A blue ?Happy-birthday? balloon hangs
>> >deflated on the wall surrounded by pictures from
>> >high school and college. Bridgit, Tera and
>> >Jessica smiled in their red-and-white
>> >cheerleading uniforms. Bridgit standing at the
>> >grand piano in the choir room, mouth opened as
>> >she belted ?On My Own? from Les Miserables.
>> >Bridgit engulfed by Ryan, her boyfriend, the boy
>> >she thought she would marry. Bridgit and Tera,
>> >arms clasped around each other?s shoulders,
>> >grinning on graduation day. Bridgit sitting on
>> >Joe?s knee during a cast party for Cinderella. A
>> >letter pokes out from behind the balloon, a love
>> >letter sent by a friend who never forgot her,
>> >but that Bridgit could not muster the necessary
>> >feelings for. The letter is a reminder that some
>> >one in the world thinks she is special. A poster
>> >hangs on the opposite wall displaying Kate and
>> >Leo at the bow of a ship, and next to this
>> >stands a tall bookshelf lined with books from
>> >Little Women to I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings.
>> >Across the room a butter-colored dresser-drawer
>> >reflects her image in its large mirror framed by carved flowers.
>> >
>> >Quickly adverting
>> >This should be averting (a v e r t i n g)--no d.
>> >her eyes, she takes in the glass bottle of
>> >Miracle perfume and the organized assortment of
>> >make-up compacts and brushes. A
>> >Shabby-chic-style jewelry box is arranged on a
>> >corner of the dresser top, and necklaces hang on
>> >a pink heart-shape with tiny hooks protruding
>> >from the lace-overlay front. The open closet
>> >reveals clothes hanging from shortest sleeve
>> >length to longest as well as being color
>> >coordinated. Directly to the left of the
>> >entrance into her room, sits the thirty-two-inch
>> >TV purchased by Ryan, the ex, disguised as a
>> >Christmas present, but intended for the use of
>> >video games. Taking in years of memories and
>> >keepsakes, Bridgit finally turns back to the
>> >reflection in the mirror. Her blonde hair is
>> >pulled back in a long, wispy ponytail, an
>> >attempt to hide the sections of hair that have
>> >fallen out with portions of scalp still attached. Head settled on boney
>> >There's that extra e again!
>> >knees, she wonders at her compactness. Chest,
>> >stomach and waist are hidden behind skinny legs,
>> >and rail-thin arms wrap around just beneath the
>> >pale, gaunt face. Her eyes haunt her as they
>> >hold the longing and sadness grown deeper by another year.
>> >
>> >_______________________________________________
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>> >http://www.nfb-writers-division.org
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>>
>>
>>
>> ------------------------------
>>
>> Message: 13
>> Date: Tue, 7 Sep 2010 01:16:50 +0100
>> From: helene ryles <dreamavdb at googlemail.com>
>> To: "Writer's Division Mailing List" <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>> Subject: Re: [stylist] Chapter Newsletters
>> Message-ID:
>> <AANLkTikZgJ0D3jb=whc_FoOvXU5QPd89udPQ_tdVCTTU at mail.gmail.com>
>> Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1
>>
>> congratulations on getting this job. i wish you the best of luck.
>>
>> i would advice you to keep your articles varied. it is a good idea to
>> interview people especially other blind people for this newspread of
>> yours.
>> sorry don't have more advice but i wish you luck anyway from helene
>>
>> On 06/09/2010, Jewel S. <herekittykat2 at gmail.com> wrote:
>> > Hi all,
>> >
>> > My local chapter's president has given the newsletter over into my
>> > hands. She will still be Editor-in-Chief, but it is my job to either
>> > outsource reports to toher members or write the reports myself. For
>> > example, I'll be writing an article for the newsletter giving a brief
>> > history of White Cane Safety Month, but will be asking our Vice
>> > President to write the report on last month's Member Drive, since I
>> > was not present. After I write and/or collect the written articles, I
>> > send it to the presient/editor-in-chief for review and she passes it
>> > on for e-mail distribution and printing in large print or Braille for
>> > those who don't have computers.
>> >
>> > So the first point of this e-mail was to share with you all the
>> > priveledge I have been given in being assigned as editor and
>> > coordinator of the newsletter. I'm really excited about it. She had me
>> > do one newsletter as a Guest Editor, because she was super busy with
>> > legislative work and homeschooling her daughter, and obviously she was
>> > impressed with my work, since she has permanently assigned me to it!
>> >
>> > The second reason I have written on this topic is to ask advice on
>> > writing a newsletter. Are there any guidelines out there for me to
>> > consider? What sorts of things should I put in the newsletter to spice
>> > it up? This month I can put the brief history fo White Cane Safety
>> > Month in there, and that'll be a nice addition to the otherwise
>> > report-only newsletter, but I'd like to be able to add this bit of
>> > spice each month. The Editor-in-Chief has asked that I not put
>> > detailed reports on legislative issues, as there is a seperate mailing
>> > list for that information, so writing articles about local legal
>> > issues is out. The newsletter is for all members from all sorts of
>> > backgrounds, so I feel it would be inappropriate to write about
>> > something specific to a sub-grup, such as students or the newly
>> > blinded. I have done a Member Profile in the past on a member who,
>> > though a well-educated doctor with a lot to say, was very quiet in
>> > meetings. I did an interview with him and wrote the report off of my
>> > notes. The member rprofile was a great success, and I hope to do
>> > another on another member, but it requires that I interview the
>> > person, and people aren't always available for interview in time for
>> > it to be put in the newsletter.
>> >
>> > Does anyone have some suggestions about simple but effective additions
>> > to the newsletter to make it more interesting to the members of our
>> > chapter?
>> > --
>> > Thank you guys for being here to ask! I love this list!
>> >
>> > ~Jewel
>> > Check out my blog about accessibility for the blind!
>> > Treasure Chest for the Blind: http://blindtreasurechest.blogspot.com
>> >
>> > _______________________________________________
>> > Writers Division web site:
>> > http://www.nfb-writers-division.org
>> > <http://www.nfb-writers-division.org/>
>> >
>> > stylist mailing list
>> > stylist at nfbnet.org
>> > http://www.nfbnet.org/mailman/listinfo/stylist_nfbnet.org
>> > To unsubscribe, change your list options or get your account info for
>> > stylist:
>> > http://www.nfbnet.org/mailman/options/stylist_nfbnet.org/dreamavdb%40googlemail.com
>> >
>>
>>
>>
>> ------------------------------
>>
>> Message: 14
>> Date: Mon, 06 Sep 2010 18:49:28 -0500
>> From: "James H. \"Jim\" Canaday M.A. N6YR" <n6yr at sunflower.com>
>> To: "Writer's Division Mailing List" <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>> Subject: Re: [stylist] Chapter Newsletters
>> Message-ID: <201009062349.o86NnS8m003675 at smtp.sunflower.com>
>> Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"; format=flowed
>>
>> Hi Jewel,
>> my first advice is to make sure your newsletter isn't just like
>> everybody else's!
>> our chapter doesn't have a newsletter. we have an e-mail listserv.
>> but to make your newsletter different here are some ideas:
>> try to make your newsletter local by getting some local history of
>> blind people in your community, history of people with disabilities,
>> or history of perhaps how the government dealt with blind/disabled
>> people there.
>> member profile is a great idea.
>> sometimes in a newsletter you can do a different twist on member
>> profile: you can do "name that member" where you might give some
>> little-known information, interests or history of a member and see
>> who names your member first.
>> again to make your newsletter local, get a story in each issue about
>> a blind person's experience walking somewhere, working somewhere,
>> eating somewhere, recreating somewhere, etc. it would be a kind of a
>> review from blindness perspective.
>> you also can include in your newsletter recipes, or jokes,
>> especially of local flavor.
>> if a blind person visits your community, have a talk with him or her
>> and put that in your newsletter.
>>
>> hope these ideas help.
>> jc
>>
>> At 05:48 PM 9/6/2010, you wrote:
>> >Hi all,
>> >
>> >My local chapter's president has given the newsletter over into my
>> >hands. She will still be Editor-in-Chief, but it is my job to either
>> >outsource reports to toher members or write the reports myself. For
>> >example, I'll be writing an article for the newsletter giving a brief
>> >history of White Cane Safety Month, but will be asking our Vice
>> >President to write the report on last month's Member Drive, since I
>> >was not present. After I write and/or collect the written articles, I
>> >send it to the presient/editor-in-chief for review and she passes it
>> >on for e-mail distribution and printing in large print or Braille for
>> >those who don't have computers.
>> >
>> >So the first point of this e-mail was to share with you all the
>> >priveledge I have been given in being assigned as editor and
>> >coordinator of the newsletter. I'm really excited about it. She had me
>> >do one newsletter as a Guest Editor, because she was super busy with
>> >legislative work and homeschooling her daughter, and obviously she was
>> >impressed with my work, since she has permanently assigned me to it!
>> >
>> >The second reason I have written on this topic is to ask advice on
>> >writing a newsletter. Are there any guidelines out there for me to
>> >consider? What sorts of things should I put in the newsletter to spice
>> >it up? This month I can put the brief history fo White Cane Safety
>> >Month in there, and that'll be a nice addition to the otherwise
>> >report-only newsletter, but I'd like to be able to add this bit of
>> >spice each month. The Editor-in-Chief has asked that I not put
>> >detailed reports on legislative issues, as there is a seperate mailing
>> >list for that information, so writing articles about local legal
>> >issues is out. The newsletter is for all members from all sorts of
>> >backgrounds, so I feel it would be inappropriate to write about
>> >something specific to a sub-grup, such as students or the newly
>> >blinded. I have done a Member Profile in the past on a member who,
>> >though a well-educated doctor with a lot to say, was very quiet in
>> >meetings. I did an interview with him and wrote the report off of my
>> >notes. The member rprofile was a great success, and I hope to do
>> >another on another member, but it requires that I interview the
>> >person, and people aren't always available for interview in time for
>> >it to be put in the newsletter.
>> >
>> >Does anyone have some suggestions about simple but effective additions
>> >to the newsletter to make it more interesting to the members of our
>> >chapter?
>> >--
>> >Thank you guys for being here to ask! I love this list!
>> >
>> >~Jewel
>> >Check out my blog about accessibility for the blind!
>> >Treasure Chest for the Blind: http://blindtreasurechest.blogspot.com
>> >
>> >_______________________________________________
>> >Writers Division web site:
>> >http://www.nfb-writers-division.org
>> > <http://www.nfb-writers-division.org/>
>> >
>> >stylist mailing list
>> >stylist at nfbnet.org
>> >http://www.nfbnet.org/mailman/listinfo/stylist_nfbnet.org
>> >To unsubscribe, change your list options or get your account info for
>> > stylist:
>> >http://www.nfbnet.org/mailman/options/stylist_nfbnet.org/n6yr%40sunflower.com
>>
>>
>>
>> ------------------------------
>>
>> Message: 15
>> Date: Mon, 6 Sep 2010 21:26:14 -0500
>> From: Priscilla McKinley <priscilla.mckinley at gmail.com>
>> To: newmanrl at cox.net, "Writer's Division Mailing List"
>> <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>> Subject: Re: [stylist] Re-Introducing Myself
>> Message-ID:
>> <AANLkTi=4OY=+xaL4j4_X6DZ0LOoT4otd7oOJYT0D3QoA at mail.gmail.com>
>> Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1
>>
>> Marion,
>>
>> I would love to read your articles on hypnosis, the
>> physical/emotional/spiritual connections, and reincarnation. All of
>> these topics fascinate me. I've just started reading a little about
>> past lives after meeting a man who described a couple of his to me.
>> Also, with a mother who was psychic and experienced dream travel that
>> no one could ever explain to her, I am open to other things that can't
>> be explained. Do you have any links for your articles?
>>
>> Thanks, and welcome back.
>>
>> Priscilla
>>
>>
>>
>> On 9/6/10, Robert Leslie Newman <newmanrl at cox.net> wrote:
>> > Marion
>> >
>> > Good to have you with us! NAGDU --- what a great word --- set of letters
>> > that sound --- well interesting. And it sounds like you have a diverse
>> > set
>> > of talents; with the writing, the music, (POSI - not sure I've heard of
>> > it,
>> > and would like to). Also, an article on service dogs in the health care
>> > area, that could be a multifaceted piece!
>> >
>> > I'll write you off list- put the pitch to you to join the Division!
>> >
>> > Welcome and we all will learn from one another. (This is a pretty open
>> > and
>> > helpful group.)
>> >
>> >
>> >
>> > -----Original Message-----
>> > From: stylist-bounces at nfbnet.org [mailto:stylist-bounces at nfbnet.org] On
>> > Behalf Of Marion Gwizdala, M.S.
>> > Sent: Monday, September 06, 2010 9:22 AM
>> > To: stylist at nfbnet.org
>> > Subject: [stylist] Re-Introducing Myself
>> >
>> > Dear All,
>> > A couple of months ago I made some changes to my NFBNET subscriptions.
>> > As the result, it seems as if my subscription to this list was dropped.
>> > Since I have not posted here in quite some time, I thought I would send
>> > a
>> > brief message to introduce myself to those who may have recently
>> > subscribed
>> > and let others know some exciting news relevant to this list.
>> > I am the President of the National Association of Guide Dog Users
>> > (NAGDU), a strong and proud division of the National Federation of the
>> > Blind. I am also a professional musician who performs a genre of music
>> > known
>> > as "Positive (Posi) Music" and am the Music Director at New Life Unity
>> > Church in Tampa, Fla. I am also in private practice as a Certified
>> > Hypnotherapist. In addition, I combine my work with NAGDU, my talent as
>> > an
>> > entertainer, and my experience as a counselor to offer seminars and
>> > workshops that combine my music with spoken word.
>> > I have published several articles on a variety of health and wellness
>> > topics, such as hypnosis for health & personal enhancement, the
>> > metaphysics
>> > of the body-mind-spirit connection, reincarnation, and issues related to
>> > blindness and the use of guide dogs. I am currently working on a
>> > multimedia
>> > quit smoking manual and have been commissioned by a major peer-reviewed
>> > medical journal to write an article about service dogs in the health
>> > care
>> > setting.
>> > I look forward to getting acquainted with some old friends on this list
>> > and getting to know some of the new subscribers. The lists of NFBNET are
>> > an
>> > awesome resource for networking and exchanging ideas and experiences.
>> > the
>> > written word is a powerful tool to help us further the goals of the
>> > National
>> > Federation of the Blind and its philosophy. I look forward to meeting
>> > many
>> > of you in person when you come to the Sunshine State next July! If
>> > anyone
>> > wishes to get in touch with me in person, my contact information is
>> > below my
>> > signature.
>> >
>> > Fraternally yours,
>> > Marion Gwizdala, M.S., C.Ht.
>> > 813-626-2789
>> > Marion.Gwizdala at Verizon.net
>> > _______________________________________________
>> > Writers Division web site:
>> > http://www.nfb-writers-division.org
>> > <http://www.nfb-writers-division.org/>
>> >
>> > stylist mailing list
>> > stylist at nfbnet.org
>> > http://www.nfbnet.org/mailman/listinfo/stylist_nfbnet.org
>> > To unsubscribe, change your list options or get your account info for
>> > stylist:
>> > http://www.nfbnet.org/mailman/options/stylist_nfbnet.org/newmanrl%40cox.net
>> >
>> >
>> >
>> > _______________________________________________
>> > Writers Division web site:
>> > http://www.nfb-writers-division.org
>> > <http://www.nfb-writers-division.org/>
>> >
>> > stylist mailing list
>> > stylist at nfbnet.org
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>> > To unsubscribe, change your list options or get your account info for
>> > stylist:
>> > http://www.nfbnet.org/mailman/options/stylist_nfbnet.org/priscilla.mckinley%40gmail.com
>> >
>>
>>
>>
>> ------------------------------
>>
>> Message: 16
>> Date: Tue, 7 Sep 2010 00:20:33 -0400
>> From: "Jewel S." <herekittykat2 at gmail.com>
>> To: "Writer's Division Mailing List" <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>> Subject: Re: [stylist] Chapter Newsletters
>> Message-ID:
>> <AANLkTinEq=9TeVjQb+M2qmSLJ2pjf4pGtJK_yzMJfDO2 at mail.gmail.com>
>> Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1
>>
>> Thank you for the wonderful ideas! I am hoping to give the newsletter
>> a new spin. Because our chapter president is so busy with legislative
>> issues and chapter issues, she never had the time to do extras for the
>> newsletter. Then she made a call for assistance with it, and I and the
>> Vice President both volunteered. He often writes community concern
>> articles, as he is a minister, and his additions to the newsletter are
>> wonderful. I was asked to do member profiles and interviews of people
>> in our city, then I was Guest Editor, and now I have been given this
>> position, which I am so very proud of.
>>
>> I love the idea of "Name That member." That will be fun. And recipe of
>> the month sounds good...not just food recipes, perhaps, but also
>> recipes for making crafts, Braille drawings, and homemade products
>> like soap and lotion...I have some wonderful recipes for these things,
>> as do some other members and people around the city.
>>
>> Again, thank you for the ideas. I'm sure this newsletter will grow
>> into a great read!
>>
>> On 9/6/10, James H. "Jim" Canaday M.A. N6YR <n6yr at sunflower.com> wrote:
>> > Hi Jewel,
>> > my first advice is to make sure your newsletter isn't just like
>> > everybody else's!
>> > our chapter doesn't have a newsletter. we have an e-mail listserv.
>> > but to make your newsletter different here are some ideas:
>> > try to make your newsletter local by getting some local history of
>> > blind people in your community, history of people with disabilities,
>> > or history of perhaps how the government dealt with blind/disabled
>> > people there.
>> > member profile is a great idea.
>> > sometimes in a newsletter you can do a different twist on member
>> > profile: you can do "name that member" where you might give some
>> > little-known information, interests or history of a member and see
>> > who names your member first.
>> > again to make your newsletter local, get a story in each issue about
>> > a blind person's experience walking somewhere, working somewhere,
>> > eating somewhere, recreating somewhere, etc. it would be a kind of a
>> > review from blindness perspective.
>> > you also can include in your newsletter recipes, or jokes,
>> > especially of local flavor.
>> > if a blind person visits your community, have a talk with him or her
>> > and put that in your newsletter.
>> >
>> > hope these ideas help.
>> > jc
>> >
>> > At 05:48 PM 9/6/2010, you wrote:
>> >>Hi all,
>> >>
>> >>My local chapter's president has given the newsletter over into my
>> >>hands. She will still be Editor-in-Chief, but it is my job to either
>> >>outsource reports to toher members or write the reports myself. For
>> >>example, I'll be writing an article for the newsletter giving a brief
>> >>history of White Cane Safety Month, but will be asking our Vice
>> >>President to write the report on last month's Member Drive, since I
>> >>was not present. After I write and/or collect the written articles, I
>> >>send it to the presient/editor-in-chief for review and she passes it
>> >>on for e-mail distribution and printing in large print or Braille for
>> >>those who don't have computers.
>> >>
>> >>So the first point of this e-mail was to share with you all the
>> >>priveledge I have been given in being assigned as editor and
>> >>coordinator of the newsletter. I'm really excited about it. She had me
>> >>do one newsletter as a Guest Editor, because she was super busy with
>> >>legislative work and homeschooling her daughter, and obviously she was
>> >>impressed with my work, since she has permanently assigned me to it!
>> >>
>> >>The second reason I have written on this topic is to ask advice on
>> >>writing a newsletter. Are there any guidelines out there for me to
>> >>consider? What sorts of things should I put in the newsletter to spice
>> >>it up? This month I can put the brief history fo White Cane Safety
>> >>Month in there, and that'll be a nice addition to the otherwise
>> >>report-only newsletter, but I'd like to be able to add this bit of
>> >>spice each month. The Editor-in-Chief has asked that I not put
>> >>detailed reports on legislative issues, as there is a seperate mailing
>> >>list for that information, so writing articles about local legal
>> >>issues is out. The newsletter is for all members from all sorts of
>> >>backgrounds, so I feel it would be inappropriate to write about
>> >>something specific to a sub-grup, such as students or the newly
>> >>blinded. I have done a Member Profile in the past on a member who,
>> >>though a well-educated doctor with a lot to say, was very quiet in
>> >>meetings. I did an interview with him and wrote the report off of my
>> >>notes. The member rprofile was a great success, and I hope to do
>> >>another on another member, but it requires that I interview the
>> >>person, and people aren't always available for interview in time for
>> >>it to be put in the newsletter.
>> >>
>> >>Does anyone have some suggestions about simple but effective additions
>> >>to the newsletter to make it more interesting to the members of our
>> >>chapter?
>> >>--
>> >>Thank you guys for being here to ask! I love this list!
>> >>
>> >>~Jewel
>> >>Check out my blog about accessibility for the blind!
>> >>Treasure Chest for the Blind: http://blindtreasurechest.blogspot.com
>> >>
>> >>_______________________________________________
>> >>Writers Division web site:
>> >>http://www.nfb-writers-division.org
>> >> <http://www.nfb-writers-division.org/>
>> >>
>> >>stylist mailing list
>> >>stylist at nfbnet.org
>> >>http://www.nfbnet.org/mailman/listinfo/stylist_nfbnet.org
>> >>To unsubscribe, change your list options or get your account info for
>> >> stylist:
>> >>http://www.nfbnet.org/mailman/options/stylist_nfbnet.org/n6yr%40sunflower.com
>> >
>> > _______________________________________________
>> > Writers Division web site:
>> > http://www.nfb-writers-division.org
>> > <http://www.nfb-writers-division.org/>
>> >
>> > stylist mailing list
>> > stylist at nfbnet.org
>> > http://www.nfbnet.org/mailman/listinfo/stylist_nfbnet.org
>> > To unsubscribe, change your list options or get your account info for
>> > stylist:
>> > http://www.nfbnet.org/mailman/options/stylist_nfbnet.org/herekittykat2%40gmail.com
>> >
>>
>>
>> --
>> ~Jewel
>> Check out my blog about accessibility for the blind!
>> Treasure Chest for the Blind: http://blindtreasurechest.blogspot.com
>>
>>
>>
>> ------------------------------
>>
>> Message: 17
>> Date: Tue, 7 Sep 2010 09:32:04 -0400
>> From: "Joe Orozco" <jsorozco at gmail.com>
>> To: "'Writer's Division Mailing List'" <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>> Subject: [stylist] Songwriting
>> Message-ID: <C10402EA1A7F493BB07AD2E7772CD397 at Rufus>
>> Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII"
>>
>> Dear all,
>>
>> I'm glad Marion came out of the woodwork when he did. I have a question
>> he,
>> and hopefully others, will be able to answer. How does one get started
>> with
>> songwriting? I play piano by ear as a hobby but have no idea how I could
>> translate my own invented melodies to paper, nor how to make others hear
>> my
>> poetry in the melodies I've arranged in my head. Does one need to know
>> music notation to succeed at this? Thanks for any help, and Priscilla, oh
>> dear peer pressure that you are, I am working out some kinks in my novel
>> before it is worthy of your reading.
>>
>> Best,
>>
>> Joe
>>
>> "Hard work spotlights the character of people: some turn up their sleeves,
>> some turn up their noses, and some don't turn up at all."--Sam Ewing
>>
>>
>>
>>
>> ------------------------------
>>
>> Message: 18
>> Date: Tue, 07 Sep 2010 08:56:41 -0500
>> From: BDM <lists at braddunsemusic.com>
>> To: jsorozco at gmail.com,Writer's Division Mailing List
>> <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>> Subject: Re: [stylist] Songwriting
>> Message-ID: <6.2.3.4.2.20100907083938.02e65c18 at www.braddunsemusic.com>
>> Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"; format=flowed
>>
>> Joe,
>>
>> I am a performing songwriter, as are at least one other person on
>> list there. As far as lyrics go for songwriting, poetry while
>> similar, isn't a lyric for a number of reasons. Often times they can
>> be altered to be a lyric. So yes you can take your poems and put them
>> to music but very likely not as they are now. As for melody and
>> muisic. You don't have to put it on paper as it were. I have none of
>> my music on paper as it were. I will put a chord chart together which
>> is basically chords over the tops of the lyrics which is pretty
>> standard in the indie world and even professionals in Nashville. Not
>> however if you are scoring out a piano piece for a recital or
>> orchestral type thing to be played note for note. I couldn't tell
>> you how to do that as I don't know Braile Music Notation. One can, if
>> knowledgeable in theory, can score out chords to match a melody like
>> Beethoven did, or one can, like most do, apply chords by "feel" to
>> the melody. I write 90% of the time with an instrument starting with
>> chords and melody and then go for words based off the feel of the
>> music. I'll say on the other side of the coin, that nearly all my
>> co-writing has been done by applying music and melody to words
>> already written which sometimes requier slight altering to flush out
>> consistency and etc. Words as well, if you listen carefully when
>> spoken in natural voice, have a certain melody to them which can be
>> used as well. It is both fun and exploritory to just match a melody
>> to certain chords and you'll find it can generate different types of
>> feeling or harmonies within it. Just experiment some with it if you
>> have a melody in your head. If you can't sing and play at the same
>> time, record your melody and try to put chords to it when you play it
>> back. There is no right or wrong way, it is what works for you.
>>
>> There are many books and resources out there on songwriting. If you
>> go to my website at
>>
>> http://www.braddunsemusic.com
>>
>> Then click on the songwriting link, there's an html file with various
>> resources about songwriting.
>>
>> If you have any other questions just let me know. Glad to help anyway I
>> can.
>>
>> Brad
>>
>>
>> At 08:32 AM 9/7/2010, you wrote:
>> >Dear all,
>> >
>> >I'm glad Marion came out of the woodwork when he did. I have a question
>> > he,
>> >and hopefully others, will be able to answer. How does one get started
>> > with
>> >songwriting? I play piano by ear as a hobby but have no idea how I could
>> >translate my own invented melodies to paper, nor how to make others hear
>> > my
>> >poetry in the melodies I've arranged in my head. Does one need to know
>> >music notation to succeed at this? Thanks for any help, and Priscilla, oh
>> >dear peer pressure that you are, I am working out some kinks in my novel
>> >before it is worthy of your reading.
>> >
>> >Best,
>> >
>> >Joe
>> >
>> >"Hard work spotlights the character of people: some turn up their
>> > sleeves,
>> >some turn up their noses, and some don't turn up at all."--Sam Ewing
>> >
>> >
>> >_______________________________________________
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>> >http://www.nfb-writers-division.org
>> > <http://www.nfb-writers-division.org/>
>> >
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>>
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>>
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>>
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>> Message: 19
>> Date: Tue, 07 Sep 2010 10:01:39 -0400
>> From: loristay <loristay at aol.com>
>> To: "Writer's Division Mailing List" <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>> Subject: Re: [stylist] Chapter Newsletters
>> Message-ID: <BEB18EB2.D527.4B18.84CD.D5E6EA172825 at aol.com>
>> Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1"
>>
>> Some simple suggestions:
>> Take a look at other state or chapter newsletters.
>> Personal tidbits interest people (marriages, births, deaths)
>> Reporting on current and future projects.
>> Resource columns. ?These don't have to be long. ?Just, what you and others
>> found useful; one or two items would do.
>> Reminders of upcoming events.
>> interviews are fine, but it would be a good idea to prepare ahead to have
>> some in the pipeline, as sometimes getting together for an intervew, even
>> by phone, can prove frustrating.
>> Hope any of this helps.
>>
>> Lori Stayer
>>
>> On Sep 6, 2010, at 6:48:37 PM, "Jewel S." <herekittykat2 at gmail.com> wrote:
>>
>> From: "Jewel S." <herekittykat2 at gmail.com>
>> Subject: [stylist] Chapter Newsletters
>> Date: September 6, 2010 6:48:37 PM EDT
>> To: stylist at nfbnet.org
>> Hi all,
>>
>> My local chapter's president has given the newsletter over into my
>> hands. She will still be Editor-in-Chief, but it is my job to either
>> outsource reports to toher members or write the reports myself. For
>> example, I'll be writing an article for the newsletter giving a brief
>> history of White Cane Safety Month, but will be asking our Vice
>> President to write the report on last month's Member Drive, since I
>> was not present. After I write and/or collect the written articles, I
>> send it to the presient/editor-in-chief for review and she passes it
>> on for e-mail distribution and printing in large print or Braille for
>> those who don't have computers.
>>
>> So the first point of this e-mail was to share with you all the
>> priveledge I have been given in being assigned as editor and
>> coordinator of the newsletter. I'm really excited about it. She had me
>> do one newsletter as a Guest Editor, because she was super busy with
>> legislative work and homeschooling her daughter, and obviously she was
>> impressed with my work, since she has permanently assigned me to it!
>>
>> The second reason I have written on this topic is to ask advice on
>> writing a newsletter. Are there any guidelines out there for me to
>> consider? What sorts of things should I put in the newsletter to spice
>> it up? This month I can put the brief history fo White Cane Safety
>> Month in there, and that'll be a nice addition to the otherwise
>> report-only newsletter, but I'd like to be able to add this bit of
>> spice each month. The Editor-in-Chief has asked that I not put
>> detailed reports on legislative issues, as there is a seperate mailing
>> list for that information, so writing articles about local legal
>> issues is out. The newsletter is for all members from all sorts of
>> backgrounds, so I feel it would be inappropriate to write about
>> something specific to a sub-grup, such as students or the newly
>> blinded. I have done a Member Profile in the past on a member who,
>> though a well-educated doctor with a lot to say, was very quiet in
>> meetings. I did an interview with him and wrote the report off of my
>> notes. The member rprofile was a great success, and I hope to do
>> another on another member, but it requires that I interview the
>> person, and people aren't always available for interview in time for
>> it to be put in the newsletter.
>>
>> Does anyone have some suggestions about simple but effective additions
>> to the newsletter to make it more interesting to the members of our
>> chapter?
>> --?
>> Thank you guys for being here to ask! I love this list!
>>
>> ~Jewel
>> Check out my blog about accessibility for the blind!
>> Treasure Chest for the Blind: http://blindtreasurechest.blogspot.com
>>
>> _______________________________________________
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>> Message: 20
>> Date: Tue, 07 Sep 2010 10:10:25 -0400
>> From: loristay <loristay at aol.com>
>> To: "jsorozco at gmail.com, Writer's Division Mailing List"
>> <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>> Subject: Re: [stylist] Songwriting
>> Message-ID: <DB9CD38F.7374.4558.80B7.E6E8FEFEB627 at aol.com>
>> Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"; format="flowed"
>>
>> Irving Berlin worked melodies out on the black keys of his piano, and
>> had a secretary transcribe them into musical notation, and shift the
>> key so both white and black keys were used.
>> If you don't have a secretary, I'd advise learning Braille musical
>> notation or print, if you have enough sight to read it back.
>> Otherwise, I suppose you could sing the melodies into a recorder.
>> Lori
>>
>> On Sep 7, 2010, at 9:32:04 AM, "Joe Orozco" <jsorozco at gmail.com> wrote:
>>
>> From: "Joe Orozco" <jsorozco at gmail.com>
>> Subject: [stylist] Songwriting
>> Date: September 7, 2010 9:32:04 AM EDT
>> To: "'Writer's Division Mailing List'" <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>> Dear all,
>>
>> I'm glad Marion came out of the woodwork when he did. I have a
>> question he,
>> and hopefully others, will be able to answer. How does one get started
>> with
>> songwriting? I play piano by ear as a hobby but have no idea how I
>> could
>> translate my own invented melodies to paper, nor how to make others
>> hear my
>> poetry in the melodies I've arranged in my head. Does one need to know
>> music notation to succeed at this? Thanks for any help, and Priscilla,
>> oh
>> dear peer pressure that you are, I am working out some kinks in my
>> novel
>> before it is worthy of your reading.
>>
>> Best,
>>
>> Joe
>>
>> "Hard work spotlights the character of people: some turn up their
>> sleeves,
>> some turn up their noses, and some don't turn up at all."--Sam Ewing
>>
>>
>> _______________________________________________
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>> http://www.nfb-writers-division.org
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>> Message: 21
>> Date: Tue, 07 Sep 2010 09:58:37 -0500
>> From: "James H. \"Jim\" Canaday M.A. N6YR" <n6yr at sunflower.com>
>> To: "Writer's Division Mailing List" <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>> Subject: Re: [stylist] Chapter Newsletters
>> Message-ID: <201009071458.o87EwbNH026179 at smtp.sunflower.com>
>> Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"; format=flowed
>>
>> you're welcome Jewel.
>> jc
>>
>> At 11:20 PM 9/6/2010, you wrote:
>> >Thank you for the wonderful ideas! I am hoping to give the newsletter
>> >a new spin. Because our chapter president is so busy with legislative
>> >issues and chapter issues, she never had the time to do extras for the
>> >newsletter. Then she made a call for assistance with it, and I and the
>> >Vice President both volunteered. He often writes community concern
>> >articles, as he is a minister, and his additions to the newsletter are
>> >wonderful. I was asked to do member profiles and interviews of people
>> >in our city, then I was Guest Editor, and now I have been given this
>> >position, which I am so very proud of.
>> >
>> >I love the idea of "Name That member." That will be fun. And recipe of
>> >the month sounds good...not just food recipes, perhaps, but also
>> >recipes for making crafts, Braille drawings, and homemade products
>> >like soap and lotion...I have some wonderful recipes for these things,
>> >as do some other members and people around the city.
>> >
>> >Again, thank you for the ideas. I'm sure this newsletter will grow
>> >into a great read!
>> >
>> >On 9/6/10, James H. "Jim" Canaday M.A. N6YR <n6yr at sunflower.com> wrote:
>> > > Hi Jewel,
>> > > my first advice is to make sure your newsletter isn't just like
>> > > everybody else's!
>> > > our chapter doesn't have a newsletter. we have an e-mail listserv.
>> > > but to make your newsletter different here are some ideas:
>> > > try to make your newsletter local by getting some local history of
>> > > blind people in your community, history of people with disabilities,
>> > > or history of perhaps how the government dealt with blind/disabled
>> > > people there.
>> > > member profile is a great idea.
>> > > sometimes in a newsletter you can do a different twist on member
>> > > profile: you can do "name that member" where you might give some
>> > > little-known information, interests or history of a member and see
>> > > who names your member first.
>> > > again to make your newsletter local, get a story in each issue about
>> > > a blind person's experience walking somewhere, working somewhere,
>> > > eating somewhere, recreating somewhere, etc. it would be a kind of a
>> > > review from blindness perspective.
>> > > you also can include in your newsletter recipes, or jokes,
>> > > especially of local flavor.
>> > > if a blind person visits your community, have a talk with him or her
>> > > and put that in your newsletter.
>> > >
>> > > hope these ideas help.
>> > > jc
>> > >
>> > > At 05:48 PM 9/6/2010, you wrote:
>> > >>Hi all,
>> > >>
>> > >>My local chapter's president has given the newsletter over into my
>> > >>hands. She will still be Editor-in-Chief, but it is my job to either
>> > >>outsource reports to toher members or write the reports myself. For
>> > >>example, I'll be writing an article for the newsletter giving a brief
>> > >>history of White Cane Safety Month, but will be asking our Vice
>> > >>President to write the report on last month's Member Drive, since I
>> > >>was not present. After I write and/or collect the written articles, I
>> > >>send it to the presient/editor-in-chief for review and she passes it
>> > >>on for e-mail distribution and printing in large print or Braille for
>> > >>those who don't have computers.
>> > >>
>> > >>So the first point of this e-mail was to share with you all the
>> > >>priveledge I have been given in being assigned as editor and
>> > >>coordinator of the newsletter. I'm really excited about it. She had me
>> > >>do one newsletter as a Guest Editor, because she was super busy with
>> > >>legislative work and homeschooling her daughter, and obviously she was
>> > >>impressed with my work, since she has permanently assigned me to it!
>> > >>
>> > >>The second reason I have written on this topic is to ask advice on
>> > >>writing a newsletter. Are there any guidelines out there for me to
>> > >>consider? What sorts of things should I put in the newsletter to spice
>> > >>it up? This month I can put the brief history fo White Cane Safety
>> > >>Month in there, and that'll be a nice addition to the otherwise
>> > >>report-only newsletter, but I'd like to be able to add this bit of
>> > >>spice each month. The Editor-in-Chief has asked that I not put
>> > >>detailed reports on legislative issues, as there is a seperate mailing
>> > >>list for that information, so writing articles about local legal
>> > >>issues is out. The newsletter is for all members from all sorts of
>> > >>backgrounds, so I feel it would be inappropriate to write about
>> > >>something specific to a sub-grup, such as students or the newly
>> > >>blinded. I have done a Member Profile in the past on a member who,
>> > >>though a well-educated doctor with a lot to say, was very quiet in
>> > >>meetings. I did an interview with him and wrote the report off of my
>> > >>notes. The member rprofile was a great success, and I hope to do
>> > >>another on another member, but it requires that I interview the
>> > >>person, and people aren't always available for interview in time for
>> > >>it to be put in the newsletter.
>> > >>
>> > >>Does anyone have some suggestions about simple but effective additions
>> > >>to the newsletter to make it more interesting to the members of our
>> > >>chapter?
>> > >>--
>> > >>Thank you guys for being here to ask! I love this list!
>> > >>
>> > >>~Jewel
>> > >>Check out my blog about accessibility for the blind!
>> > >>Treasure Chest for the Blind: http://blindtreasurechest.blogspot.com
>> > >>
>> > >>_______________________________________________
>> > >>Writers Division web site:
>> > >>http://www.nfb-writers-division.org
>> > >> <http://www.nfb-writers-division.org/>
>> > >>
>> > >>stylist mailing list
>> > >>stylist at nfbnet.org
>> > >>http://www.nfbnet.org/mailman/listinfo/stylist_nfbnet.org
>> > >>To unsubscribe, change your list options or get your account info for
>> > >> stylist:
>> > >>http://www.nfbnet.org/mailman/options/stylist_nfbnet.org/n6yr%40su
>> > nflower.com
>> > >
>> > > _______________________________________________
>> > > Writers Division web site:
>> > > http://www.nfb-writers-division.org
>> > > <http://www.nfb-writers-division.org/>
>> > >
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>> > >
>> >
>> >
>> >--
>> >~Jewel
>> >Check out my blog about accessibility for the blind!
>> >Treasure Chest for the Blind: http://blindtreasurechest.blogspot.com
>> >
>> >_______________________________________________
>> >Writers Division web site:
>> >http://www.nfb-writers-division.org
>> > <http://www.nfb-writers-division.org/>
>> >
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>>
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>>
>> Message: 22
>> Date: Tue, 7 Sep 2010 09:49:03 -0500
>> From: "Robert Leslie Newman" <newmanrl at cox.net>
>> To: "'Writer's Division Mailing List'" <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>> Subject: Re: [stylist] Chapter Newsletters
>> Message-ID: <4A3C9854299B4DB38D959DE42BAEAD39 at Newmans>
>> Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"
>>
>> Jewel
>>
>> There also is a mailing list just for editors of newsletters (chapter or
>> affiliate or whatever). You can join it on nfbnet.org and the list is
>> called
>> nfb-editors
>>
>>
>>
>>
>>
>>
>>
>> ------------------------------
>>
>> Message: 23
>> Date: Tue, 07 Sep 2010 12:22:10 -0400
>> From: "Marion Gwizdala, M.S." <marion.gwizdala at verizon.net>
>> To: "Writer's Division Mailing List" <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>> Subject: Re: [stylist] Songwriting
>> Message-ID: <009c01cb4ea8$d2d3a8b0$0201a8c0 at marion475ae1fe>
>> Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed; charset=iso-8859-1;
>> reply-type=response
>>
>> Brad,
>> Thanks a bunch for saving me all of this thought and writing! (smile)
>> This is pretty much the same advice I would have offered. the only
>> exception
>> is that I don't write my chords above the lyrics; rather, I write them
>> within them using braces "{}" where the chord changes appear. I believe
>> there are MIDI instruments and software that will actually make printed
>> music from the instrument. Perhaps that's a question to be asked on the
>> Performing Arts list. I am sure Kevin Reeves or Cameron Strife can answer
>> that for us!
>>
>> Fraternally yours,
>> Marion
>>
>>
>>
>> ----- Original Message -----
>> From: "BDM" <lists at braddunsemusic.com>
>> To: <jsorozco at gmail.com>; "Writer's Division Mailing List"
>> <stylist at nfbnet.org>
>> Sent: Tuesday, September 07, 2010 9:56 AM
>> Subject: Re: [stylist] Songwriting
>>
>>
>> > Joe,
>> >
>> > I am a performing songwriter, as are at least one other person on list
>> > there. As far as lyrics go for songwriting, poetry while similar, isn't
>> > a
>> > lyric for a number of reasons. Often times they can be altered to be a
>> > lyric. So yes you can take your poems and put them to music but very
>> > likely not as they are now. As for melody and muisic. You don't have to
>> > put it on paper as it were. I have none of my music on paper as it were.
>> > I
>> > will put a chord chart together which is basically chords over the tops
>> > of
>> > the lyrics which is pretty standard in the indie world and even
>> > professionals in Nashville. Not however if you are scoring out a piano
>> > piece for a recital or orchestral type thing to be played note for note.
>> >
>> > I couldn't tell you how to do that as I don't know Braile Music
>> > Notation.
>> > One can, if knowledgeable in theory, can score out chords to match a
>> > melody like Beethoven did, or one can, like most do, apply chords by
>> > "feel" to the melody. I write 90% of the time with an instrument
>> > starting
>> > with chords and melody and then go for words based off the feel of the
>> > music. I'll say on the other side of the coin, that nearly all my
>> > co-writing has been done by applying music and melody to words already
>> > written which sometimes requier slight altering to flush out consistency
>> >
>> > and etc. Words as well, if you listen carefully when spoken in natural
>> > voice, have a certain melody to them which can be used as well. It is
>> > both
>> > fun and exploritory to just match a melody to certain chords and you'll
>> > find it can generate different types of feeling or harmonies within it.
>> > Just experiment some with it if you have a melody in your head. If you
>> > can't sing and play at the same time, record your melody and try to put
>> > chords to it when you play it back. There is no right or wrong way, it
>> > is
>> > what works for you.
>> >
>> > There are many books and resources out there on songwriting. If you go
>> > to
>> > my website at
>> >
>> > http://www.braddunsemusic.com
>> >
>> > Then click on the songwriting link, there's an html file with various
>> > resources about songwriting.
>> >
>> > If you have any other questions just let me know. Glad to help anyway I
>> > can.
>> >
>> > Brad
>> >
>> >
>> > At 08:32 AM 9/7/2010, you wrote:
>> >>Dear all,
>> >>
>> >>I'm glad Marion came out of the woodwork when he did. I have a question
>> >>he,
>> >>and hopefully others, will be able to answer. How does one get started
>> >>with
>> >>songwriting? I play piano by ear as a hobby but have no idea how I could
>> >>translate my own invented melodies to paper, nor how to make others hear
>> >>
>> >>my
>> >>poetry in the melodies I've arranged in my head. Does one need to know
>> >>music notation to succeed at this? Thanks for any help, and Priscilla,
>> >> oh
>> >>dear peer pressure that you are, I am working out some kinks in my novel
>> >>before it is worthy of your reading.
>> >>
>> >>Best,
>> >>
>> >>Joe
>> >>
>> >>"Hard work spotlights the character of people: some turn up their
>> >> sleeves,
>> >>some turn up their noses, and some don't turn up at all."--Sam Ewing
>> >>
>> >>
>> >>_______________________________________________
>> >>Writers Division web site:
>> >>http://www.nfb-writers-division.org
>> >> <http://www.nfb-writers-division.org/>
>> >>
>> >>stylist mailing list
>> >>stylist at nfbnet.org
>> >>http://www.nfbnet.org/mailman/listinfo/stylist_nfbnet.org
>> >>To unsubscribe, change your list options or get your account info for
>> >>stylist:
>> >>http://www.nfbnet.org/mailman/options/stylist_nfbnet.org/lists%40braddunsemusic.com
>> >>
>> >>
>> >>__________ Information from ESET Smart Security, version of virus
>> >>signature database 5431 (20100907) __________
>> >>
>> >>The message was checked by ESET Smart Security.
>> >>
>> >>http://www.eset.com
>> >
>> >
>> > Brad Dunse
>> >
>> > Instead of waiting out the storm, learn to dance in the rain
>> >
>> > E Mail: brad at braddunsemusic.com
>> >
>> > Website: http://www.braddunsemusic.com
>> >
>> > Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/#!/profile.php?id=1464323555
>> >
>> > Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/braddunse
>> >
>> > MySpace: http://www.myspace.com/braddunse
>> >
>> >
>> > _______________________________________________
>> > Writers Division web site:
>> > http://www.nfb-writers-division.org
>> > <http://www.nfb-writers-division.org/>
>> >
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>> >
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>>
>>
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