Friday, May 31, 2019

The Silver Lining

For the past 10 years this blog has been a collection of my musings, mullings, and personal look at my life. Part of it led to the publication of 2 books, 1 about my Mama, Sterling Silver and Dollar Stores, and the other about my daughter's wedding, The Mother of the Bride Should Never Wear Blue. I have some thoughts about this. But, I digress.

Then the blog morphed into a novella about the life and times of Brunilda Ethel (aka Bunny) and the cast of characters in Gallagher, Alabama. (Perhaps I may get back to that tale later on.)

For now I am going pontificate on life, mainly my life - just south of (whatever is) normal. To be fair to my immediate family, I will not mention them - although, the amount of fodder there is incredibly tempting. 

Back to the books - In reading some of the reviews on Amazon, it is interesting to see how folks perceive the story and what they comment on. Most of the reviews were complimentary which I greatly appreciate. (Contrary to popular belief, no one was compensated for their kind words.) But, there were others that I found puzzling. 

As an English major, I learned 2 things. Writers truly have poetic license for their work (unless it is promoted as an accurate portrayal of a person or event in time.) That said, "Sterling Silver" came from my memories growing up with my Mama. One reviewer stated, 
                    
"Perhaps it's because I am also the child of a southern alcoholic, who's formative and teenage years were marked by own mother's struggles that I had a hard time with the even, 'aw shucks, Mama drank too much but then she stopped.' tone that was taken. I feel like the narrator missed an opportunity to connect with her audience. Other than recounting scorched meals and the fact that her parents divorced after 30+ years of marriage, the destructive nature of her mother's alcoholism is largely glossed over."

In response I would say, "Gentle reviewer, I greatly appreciate your remarks. I cannot speak for your life with a southern alcoholic parent, however, in my case, I had no desire to relive the dark side of my youth. My mother recovered, I was proud of her, and I forgave her - after some therapy. The book was not about the pain, disappointment, or anger of childhood, rather it was about finding the silver lining and humorous side of those years. After all, if we cannot laugh about life, what is its purpose."

Another reviewer commented about the typos and grammatical errors early on. By the time this review was written, those had been corrected in both the hard and digital copies of the book. I still welcome comments about any errors that one finds. 

As far reviews on the second book, "Mother of the Bride", this was one:

"Her first book was mostly about how ridiculous her mother was; this book highlights how she has turned into her ridiculous mother."

All I can say is "Ouch!". 

But this is all in the past. Memo to self, 'When you put yourself out there be prepared for anything."

So, like a bad cold, I'm back (again). 

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