This collection includes, “If The Black Woman Could Have The Nervous Breakdown She Deserved, The World Would Stop,” and other poems direct from the heart of the author. “It is never too late to turn around and start on a new path once one has recognized one’s mistake.”
As visitors, the Blackmans have watched the Oregon Country Fair evolve from a small, quaint, hippy festival that started in 1969, into a top-notch, heavily-attended, costume celebration that takes place in the forested wetlands of Veneta, Oregon every August. The Country Fair: Oregon’s Alternative Celebration contains 100 pages of full-color photographs taken by Scott Blackman and others, with commentary by Sandy Blackman.
Because I have been a lousy typist for 50 of my more than 70 years, but have managed to put thousands of words on paper, I like to imagine I’m a writer by default. If not, I’ve just been wasting a lot of time and stationery. Still, it’s kept me entertained. And playing God on paper has convinced me of the range of interactions and situational ironies humans are capable of putting themselves in. For the most part, though, when writing (or typing fiction), “exploring the human condition” is seldom a priority, as I’m pretty sure it can muddle along just fine without my intervention. Mostly, I’m just out for a good time. And if mine makes your better, too, we’ve both won.
Excerpt from “Atlantis: The Isle of Horses” — My name in that life was Al-Ya. I was born on the Isle of Horses, the only island in Atlantis that afforded the freedom to have an unconventional and pleasurable childhood, given who I was, and the body I inhabited. I was many times blessed in that life, though few would have thought so. Born a woman, then as now not the dominant gender, but a good thing for me none-the-less. Born a man, I would have been expected to take my father’s place on the Council, a position that would have put me under too much scrutiny given my appearance.
Life is made up of threads. Threads of memory, threads of hope. Of thoughts, friends, and energy. And how each of us is taught. Everything we are, everything we think, everything we aspire to become… is a thread, not only in our lives, but connected and part of everyone and everything else. And taken into a bigger context, we are actually just patterns in an even greater weaving. Each facet of our life is woven into this world we call our reality.
From City Lights To Majestic View is a true story about a couple who wanted the type of life that many only dream about. This dream would mean sacrifice. Going without many every day things most people are accustom to having. It meant they would not have anyone to run to when things were tough, and things did get tough. After all the years, tears, and laughter, they are one hundred percent country dwellers and wouldn’t have it any other way!
The Shaman Tree: A Tale of the Tillamook is the story of the Tillamook people seen through the eyes of Tuckwoca, a young Indian woman. The novel begins in 1788 with Tuckwoca’s spirit search and her marriage to Swohas, and ends with her death seventy years later. This imagined tale was written to enliven the relics and research of Tillamook history and customs. Hopefully, the next time you see a hummingbird you will pause and think of Tuckwoca and her people.