welcome readers & writers! in this cyber space please find: + a photo writing prompt + a place to post your creative writing response (poem, memoir, short story or the like) to the prompt + a community of readers and fellow writers excited to read your writing + morsels of genuine fiction, poetry & creative non-fiction as the blog is updated. share a response as often as you'd like. everyday discoveries from my life, captured on film, will serve as prompts. this is not a place where we will critique one another's work; however, words of encouragement or praise for writers who share their work are most welcome. writers, share your story, poem or creative non-fiction response to the photo by clicking on comments; word count is flexible. cheers! demery

Friday, July 22, 2011


hellooooooooooo, writers, readers, bloggers & friends. i have missed writing and reading and blogging like crazy cakes, and i'm still here. this photo was the last one i took with the blog in mind. at easter...in april! thank you all for your messages and for not forgetting me :) here's an update, and also a response to a fun blogging tag game passed on to me by the chic and sassy new york nanny blogger Bess Weatherby. she doesn't know it, but she's just as cool as emma watson.

update first: turns out this egg is a fitting photo for a check-in blog post, because my life is all about waiting right now; it's an active waiting, a sitting-on-the-nest-growing-something-doing-all-the-right-things-toward-a-great-end-result kind of waiting. i did indeed pass my teaching certification test!!! it took six very long weeks to get the results, but not only did i pass the exam, i kinda kicked it's tiny test hiney. since then i've done a mini-student-teaching experience, attended classes two nights a week plus saturdays, done a slew of online work, "performance tasks," and reading. i've applied for about a hundred teaching jobs and gone on only one interview. so i'm still looking for a classroom of my own. still dreaming about what it will be like to live the dream of teaching. still waiting for that call. and, as a matter of fact, i'm still sending letters out - only they're not query letters, they are 'letters of interest.' turns out that the process of finding a teaching position feels very like trying to get a book published. right down to competing with hundreds (even thousands?) of really talented people. agonizing. wonderfully hope-filled one moment and despairing the next. practicing patience and seeking peace here. need to spend time writing again. 

as i mentioned before, bess kindly tagged me in a post with some questions. here are my answers:

What do you think of when you the hear the word tag?
summer nights. chirping crickets. red popsicles. limeade. off bugspray.

Do you think you're hot?
through this long texas summer i know i'm hot... er, that was what you meant, wasn't it??

Upload a picture or wallpaper that you're using at the moment.
see egg.

When was the last time you ate chicken?
last week - drumsticks! 

The song(s) you listened to recently.
Body & Soul by Susan Ashton - on the way to my job interview. It reminded me that I am so much more than acceptances or rejections by potential employers. 

What were you thinking as you were doing this?
How much i've missed blogging and writing and reading my favorite blogs.

Do you have nicknames? What are they?
My aunts, uncles, cousins, nieces - sometimes my brothers - call me Demi. My kids call me Mama (though my youngest has just begun, endearingly, to call me mommy for the first time). Friends often call me Dem. Kids at the school where I worked took to calling me Mrs. B - which I love because that's what my Grammie's students used to call her. And speaking of grandmothers, these are my favorite nicknames: Grammie called me Sweet Pea, and my Grandmommie (still with us at 90 years old!) calls me Doll. The sound of their voices blessing me with affection is like warm honey... I will carry those memories with me to the other side one day.

Tag 8 blogger friends...

1.  Jessica Lemmon
2.  Alison Treat
3.  Kat Magendie
4.  Hillary Raining
5.  Lena Roy
6.  Amanda Bindel
7.  Stacy Mayfield
8.  Nolan

Who's listed as No. 1?
Jessica Lemmon is one of the first bloggers I connected with online.  Her blog "Smile, Feel Good" lives up to its name so very well :)  And she can write love scenes.

Say something about No. 5
I learned about Lenda Roy from my dear friend Alison Treat.  What I know about Lena is that she is a fabulous published writer, a faithful blogger and that even though she is Madeleine L'Engle's granddaughter, she is (as I suspect was the case with her grandmother, too) a gracious and grounded soul.

How did you get to know No. 3?
Kat is another magnanimous blogger and talented published author. She is so committed to the concept of community among writers that she takes a blog walk many Sunday mornings, making a point to visit blogs she's never visited before.  She visited here and left a kind comment once and has come back again to share her writing.  She is also an editor for the Rose & Thorn journal - where I published my first short story early this year!

How about No. 4.
I met Hillary in Pennsylvania. She is one of the coolest, hippest people I know, not to mention the fact that she's a gorgeous young wife, mom, and Episcopal priest. Seriously. AND she's doing a super-ambitious thing this year - trying something new each and every day and then blogging about it.  Her blog, 365 Alive is fun to read and a true inspiration.

Leave a message for No. 6.
Amanda, see you on Sunday! Thank you for all you do for the children of St. Julian's and also for your bright smile :) 

Leave a lovey dovey message for No. 2.
Alison, you are one of my favorite people in the world. I will always remember and cherish the gift of our writing group and the nine years we spent building our friendships and nurturing each other as we shared our dreams, fears, and hopes about writing. I love you!!

Do No. 7 and No. 8 have any similarities?
They both have a wicked sense of humor :)

Tag to you, bloggy friends!!

see you all, sooner than later. promise. please write (by clicking comments below) and tell me what you're incubating right now? what are you working on, thinking about, wishing for? or just write me a story :)


  1. Welcome back, Demery! Best of luck on the job front -- that's exciting!

  2. DEMERY!!! *big, weepy airport hugs* Thank you for your kind words, I will also be checking out your bloggery friends you mentioned. I reciprocated. it's posted on my blog today. :)

  3. Congratulations on passing your teaching certification test! And thank you so much for including me - I will attempt to do you justice!

  4. Welcome back Demery! Thank you for your sweet words :) Not sure I will ever measure up to the great Emma, but I'm glad someone thinks so!

    Can't wait to read more posts from you!

  5. Congratulations Demery. You'll be a good teacher. Given our history, I don't think I will be calling you Demi.
    You asked for a story. That request reminds me of my grandson who asks if I would tell him a story 'without a book'. When he was 3, I began telling him about the 'magic garden' (perhaps Eden somewhere in the recesses of my brain). This went on for a little while until the attention span of a 3 year old kicked in. It wasn't until he was 5 that he asked me to tell him more about the 'magic garden'. Who knows how that story incubated in his brain for 2 years. Anyway, I have to stimulate those creative juices again. I never know when he will ask for another edition. So a story for you will just have to wait for a while.
    Take care.

  6. I was washing the dishes one after noon mid summer when my little sister walked up to me, holding something behind her back.
    “What have you got there.” I said, suspiciously, remembering the time she had stolen Dad’s wallet, and hidden it under her bed for three weeks. Apparently it wasn’t anything bad, for she brought it out without hesitation and held it in front of me.
    It was a freshly painted Easter egg. It was striped artistically at the top a dark orange, a lighter orange, yellow, and then three shades of green: each darker than the one before it. I was very impressed, and at the same time a little confused.
    “It very nice.” I said, drying my hands on a towel to I could hold it if she asked. “but why do you have an Easter egg at this tie of year?”
    “I painted it at Josie’s’s yesterday.” she said. “hold it.” I took it in my hand and turned it around. it was very well done for someone her age. Before I had time to say anything, he had gone off on her explanatory rant.
    “It’s a model of how the ancient Greeks looked at the world.” she began. I was not surprised, she had been doing ancient Mythology with mom and was very interested in the gods and goddesses. “It is the middle of the day and Helios, the sun god, is at the very top of the sky.” she pointed to the top of the egg. “His, chariot is lighting Gaea, the earth.” A watched as her finger moved down to the lightest shade of green. “Now the farther down you go,” again her finger moved, “you got to Hades. There is no light there. There Hades rules with Persephone, because its winter. They rule all of the dead people. Odysseus is down there now, he’s dead, and all his men, and his family, and his friends, and his wife, and his son. They’re all dead.”-She could have gone on for an hour, but I cut her off.
    “Lovely,” I said, giving it back to her. “just lovely. You should write a book.”
    “Ok.” and off she ran. I turned back to the sink. I was soon interrupted by Adam coming down.
    “Catherine, is it true that Hades still comes and takes little girls down to the underworld with him? ‘cause Laura said she’s going to be next.”
    I rolled my eyes.
    “Adam, all I can say is that your little sister has an extremely wild imagination"