I was fortunate enough to be interviewed by The Pen & Muse today. There were personal questions as well as questions about how I wrote One Big Beautiful Thing. It’s a strange sensation to be interviewed. It made me oddly self-conscious, but I’m happy to have the opportunity to talk about my novel and to reach new readers. I’m really pleased with how it’s been received so far. I’m so grateful to everyone who has read it. It’s nice to know people are reading it and enjoying it. That’s very cool.
Yesterday, I went with my sister, my niece and two close friends to the Western Loudoun Artists Studio Tour. It’s a fantastic event that I look forward to every year. I really enjoy seeing where people create their work. It’s a fascinating look into the mind of the artist. Going on this tour every year and talking to the artist certainly helped inform Kate’s life and work in One Big Beautiful Thing. Over the years, I’ve developed some favorites, so I thought I’d share them with you here.
Generally, the first stop we make is always Shawn Grove’s studio where he works with Bryan Mattraw. Shawn and Bryan use a salt glaze in a wood fired kiln, that unlike an electric kiln, doesn’t heat evenly throughout, thereby giving the work a unique glaze that is masculine, raw and very natural. Their work is tremendous and unlike any pottery you’ve seen. They do functional pieces as well as art pieces and they always have something delightful and new every time I go out to their studio. I wish they had a webpage so I could show you their work, but they don’t. Here is a link to their tour page though, so you can have a tiny taste of what it’s like.
On the opposite end of the pottery spectrum from Shawn and Bryan is Kristen Swanson at White House Ceramic Studios. Kristen works in porcelain, which if you know anything about pottery, is the most difficult material to work with since it’s so soft. Kristen, however, has mastered it. Her forms are so graceful and elegant and her decorations are so beautiful, it’s simply amazing. She’s happy to take custom orders and seriously go to her webpage and see how stunning her work is. You won’t be disappointed
We also always stop in Waterford on these tours, not only because Waterford is a charming little town, but because it’s home to two of my other favorite artists: Katherine Riedel and Kathie Ratcliff.
Katherine’s studio is right in the middle of town. She does wonderful landscape and still life paintings of the world around her. Her work is charming and so evocative of all that is western Loudoun. She also does portraits and is wonderfully friendly and fun to talk to. Not to mention, her dog is often with her in the studio, which is always a bonus in my book.
A pleasant walk away from Katherine’s studio is Kathie’s Nine Patch Studio, where she creates miniature quilts, which doesn’t quite describe the intricate craftsmanship and artistry that goes into these wonderful creations. Kathie and her husband are a lovely couple and so knowledgable about the entire history of quilts. They offer a fun and informative tour of her work, which is just fantastic. You almost have to see it in person to believe it. I don’t think the pictures on her website quite do it justice.
There are many more wonderful artists on the tour, but those are some of my favorites. If you’ve never done a tour like this, you should definitely try it. It’s a great way to spend an afternoon. The good news is there is another artists tour in November. The Catoctin Holiday Art Tour is another great Loudoun artists tour. They haven’t update the website for 2013 yet, but the flyers are out, so they should be doing that with dates and artists lists soon. It’s a great way to do unique holiday shopping and it’s another tour I look forward to every year.
High Tide in the City, by Martine Lillycrop, is a bleak look at the world of 2070, a world in environmental and political crisis, a world where technology is both friend and foe. Enter Matt Nixon, ex-cop, ex-addict, trying to make amends for past mistakes while trying to make a living, but 2070’s Bristol England is not an easy place to make a living. The city is partially flooded and falls victim to deadly daily tides. When Nixon comes face to face with a dead serial killer who is digitized and on the loose, he is forced to join sworn enemies to try and stop the killing spree without completely loosing himself in the process.
Lillycrop is not one to baby her readers. Like Burgess does in A Clockwork Orange, she drops the reader into 2070 with little or no explanation of the changes in the world. Those changes are revealed from Nixon’s point of view as the story unfolds. It can be a challenging read at first, but Nixon is a compelling character, flawed but also admirable. Lillycrop is particularly deft at executing the action scenes and she never lets you get too comfortable about where the story is going. Nixon struggles to keep his friends close and his enemies closer, all the while trying to distinguish one from the other. It’s a fast paced read and one that will leave you thinking about it long after you’re done.
I found myself eating breakfast alone this morning at the neighborhood IHOP. I had a good book on my phone, so I was happily reading when an elderly couple were seated adjacent to me. He had a pencil mustache of the type that John Waters sports. When the waitress brought their coffee, he raised his cup toward his wife and said, “Here’s looking at you kid.” Then he proceeded to read her the newspaper. His wife had thick glasses and clearly didn’t see well enough to read it herself, so he patiently read through the recent weddings column giving each wedding it’s own flair. He wasn’t reading loudly. It was just for her, but I was so close, I couldn’t help hearing him. I’m so glad I did. His simple expressions of love for his wife were so heartwarming that when the waitress brought my check, I asked for theirs too. It seemed a small price to pay for such a great start to my day.
I started my new week with a four star review for One Big Beautiful Thing on Griperang’s Bookmarks. That was a nice way to start my week after last week was so dreadful. After seeing the new review, I went with my sister for a lovely massage at Heaven On Earth Nurturing Touch Massage and Bodywork in Lexington, Virginia. We were welcomed into Lindy’s beautiful hundred-year-old home. It was a great massage and we really enjoyed our afternoon there. Sunday was a great relaxing start to the week. I hope the rest of the week is so pleasant.
I’m going to a viewing today for a former student of mine. It’s a particularly hard thing to do, not just because he was a former student, but because he was a sweet boy and I worked with his father. When you work in a school, the children of coworkers are often the children you know best, because they are the kids you see most often. Like you, they have to attend every event and they are there early and often leave late. So you know these kids and you usually like them.
I liked John. He was very likable. Everyone liked him. He was that guy, not a star, not a clown, just a good, solid guy that everyone liked. His father adored him. We all understood why.
What’s more difficult to understand is John’s death. He died skateboarding while holding on to a friend’s truck. I feel certain that if someone had asked him if that was a good idea, and he’d thought about it, he would have said no. He was not a stupid guy. He’d been accepted into college to study nursing. He’d been doing ride-alongs with the fire department to get his EMT. He was bright. He was going places. He had a plan. Then he did something stupid and died.
Impulse. It’s amazing it doesn’t kill us all. Why the human brain between the ages of 12 and 25 seems to periodically lose it’s sense of self-preservation is a scary wonder. Those of us, who survive those years, sometimes forget how dangerous they can be. It’s a miracle any of us survive and a tragedy that some of us don’t. John’s death is a tragedy.
Today will not be a good day.
I spent the morning at the Seven Oaks Lavender Farm in Catlett, Virginia in Fauquier County. As I drove with my friends through western Loudoun County and down into Fauquier, I was reminded of how beautiful Virginia is in the late spring when everything is green and the flowers are just starting to bloom.
While my friends cut lavender to dry, I wandered around the farm, talked to the owner, and remembered all the reasons I moved Kate to the country in One Big Beautiful Thing. Don’t get me wrong, I love where I live. Falls Church is fantastic, busy, diverse, and home, but there is some part of me that really likes that rural beauty of my childhood, that likes the silence and the solitude, at least for a little while.
Then I remember the bugs and the mud, all that work to maintain so much land, and how isolated it is. I think I’m better off keeping country living to the realm of fantasy. Ah, fiction. The country life in my head is so much less work than it is in reality, best to leave it as a lovely dream.