February 23, 2012

Tennessee Joltwagon: Words & Music in Knoxville (and Beyond)

After a great trip to Knoxville back in December, Kelsey and I are delighted to be invited back so soon for a new collaboration. Along with poets Dawn Coppock and Susan Underwood, we’ll be appearing as the group Tennessee Joltwagon and celebrating our Appalachian roots in words and music for two unique performances in one weekend:

Almost as good as having our names in lights: We had a great time on the Blue Plate in December and can't wait to be back for some more spoken word and music.

At noon on Saturday, February 18th,  we’ll be on the WDVX Blue Plate Special. The one-hour show broadcasts live before a studio audience at noon EST from the Knoxville Visitors Center in downtown Knoxville. We’re hoping a number of our Knoxville-area friends can be with us, but for you folks back home in middle Tennessee and elsewhere, the audio is streamed (just remember the time difference, those of you in CST, and tune in at 11:00!).

On Sunday, February 19th, at 3:00 PM, Tennessee Joltwagon will be back in downtown Knoxville at Union Ave. Books for their monthly Poet3 reading. We’re so glad for the opportunity to share our work at an independent bookstore that has plenty of marvelous local and regional selections (as I can personally attest from my visit there in December!).

I love collaborating with these smart, fun women, who are also my friends. Susan, whose poetry has appeared in Oxford American and other publications, is author of the chapbook From (Finishing Line Press) and director of creative writing at Carson Newman College. Dawn’s poems have appeared in Now & Then, Wind, and other publications. She’s an attorney considered the foremost authority on adoption in the state. In case your reading interests vary widely, she may have a copy or two of Coppock on Tennessee Adoption Law available, too – but she’s promised not to read from it this weekend.

We’ll be sharing different poems and music at each event, so jump on the Joltwagon and come out to both events!

More about Tennessee Joltwagon

 

Coffee with Erin Morgenstern

Yesterday Chapter 16 published “In Praise of Making Things Up” an interview by Sarah Norris with Erin Morgenstern, author of The Night Circus, who will be reading in Nashville next week at the Nashville Public Library.

In one scene in The Night Circus, poetry - "snatches of Shakespearean sonnets and fragments of hymns to Greek goddess" - magically appears on the walls, ceiling and floors of a circus tent: an image that captured my heart and makes me want to meet its creator!

Being a big fan of Chapter 16 and of The Night Circus, I shared the article – and a reminder of the reading – on Facebook as soon as I read it.

“I can’t go that night,” a friend commented. “I’m bummed.”

“I’m not sure I can go, either,” I replied. And then, right there in front of three hundred and thirty something of my closest friends, I confessed the truth: “Really, I want to have dinner or coffee with her, not necessarily fight for a  seat with a few hundred people to hear her read.”

I’m not a stalker. I’m not terribly averse to crowds, especially crowds of fellow book lovers. I’m not particularly desperate for coffee or contact with other writers at this very moment, although both those things are very important to me. And as a poet who performs her work, I certainly appreciate and enjoy readings.

But I’d like to sit down and talk with Erin, and here’s why: The Night Circus weaves a spell like few books I’ve read, and I’d love some personal insight into the artist’s soul that created that spell. I’m not sure I’m artistically capable, but I want to do in my own novel what Erin did so well in that book: suspend my disbelief, paint vivid images, entrance me, amuse me, satisfy me, and make me want to start reading the book all over again as soon as I’m done. That last one’s a tall, tall order, but I truly had that impulse as soon as I finished this book.

Of course folks are posting reviews of The Night Circus all over the place, including this one from Grammar Girl on how the book uses all three grammatical persons (I found the second person sections of the book particularly alluring). Silly as it sounds, I’m almost afraid to go back and analyze the book for myself, for fear of breaking the magic Erin so successfully creates.

Maybe I’ve got a case of literary laziness, but sitting down to chat would be so much better.

Erin, if you’re reading, I know you’ve probably got a full schedule for your limited time in Music City,  so I’ve imagined what we might say:

You would tell me to get my novel (which is complete and has been through a couple of revisions over the years) out from under the coffee table, or off the shelf, or out of the sugar chest (I can’t tell you exactly where I last left the printed copy) and read it again. Two – or can it be three? – years is, umm, plenty long enough for me to have gotten some distance from it.

You would tell me to doodle more, to clip more pictures (or pin more pretty things on Pinterest), to go to more art galleries and antique malls. You would tell me there’s a visual artist within me, waiting to surface and influence my writing.

You would tell me to loosen up as a writer, to follow my instincts about adding more magical realism to my story. There are a few elements there already, but I realized while reading your book how much I love that sort of thing.

You would tell me that my dozen or so rejections are nothing – a fact I know, but it’s still good to hear that 30 rejections did not get you down.

You would tell me that success doesn’t begin to match the joy of creating. I would tell you I hope your success somehow makes it easier for you to create (like, it enabled you to quit your day job? Did you have a day job?)

You would tell me it’s been fun, but you’ve got to run. You’ll see me on my book tour. And then, like the rêveurs of the circus in your book, we would “embrace like old friends, even if [we] have only just met.” Writers are blessed to often make such connections, yes?

Thank you, Erin, for all the inspiration. I know your reading here in Nashville will be great. And if you do have time for coffee? DM me on Twitter. I’ll be there.

Erin Morgenstern will discuss and sign copies of The Night Circus on January 26 at 6:15 p.m. at the Nashville Public Library, as part of the Salon@615 series.

Update: I got this tweet from Erin:

@KoryWells Aw! This is so sweet & that is indeed more or less what I might say. (Not sure I’ll have time for coffee but I’ll let you know!)

If coffee works out, I’ll certainly follow up!

What’s All This Praying and Politicking for the Mountains About, Anyway?

I often use social media to encourage my friends to pray for the mountains, or to contact their legislators to protect the mountains. Those posts don’t always get a lot of comments, but sometimes someone will ask me in person,  ”WHAT are you talking about?” So here’s a bit of background information, and a great music video that helps explain.

Living on a very flat piece of middle Tennessee, I’d never heard of a mining process called mountaintop removal (MTR) until I started attending writing conferences in Appalachia a number of years ago. At those conferences, amidst folks who know and practice the power of words, I gradually learned the stories of people affected by this environmentally devastating practice, as well as its cultural and economic complexities.

I was convicted by those stories, as my essay “Something Got a Hold of Me: The Passions of Author Silas House,” which appears in Muscadine Lines:  A Southern Journal, reflects. For several years now I’ve been a volunteer with LEAF, a Tennessee organization dedicated to protecting the environment as a matter of Christian stewardship and which is also working legislatively to stop the practice of mountaintop removal in our state.

I love how the metrobilly band 2/3 Goat tells the story of MTR in this song/music video “Stream of Conscience.”

 

As I was inspired by a child’s poem to think about the mountains, I challenge you to do the same, in whatever way works for you. Pray about the mountains. Politick for the mountains. Write a letter. Tell a friend. Sing a song. Sign a petition. Share this blog. Connect with LEAF on Facebook or Twitter. Help change the story.

Note: A music-filled, interdenominational service in Nashville on Tuesday, January 10th, will celebrate the end of 40 Days of Prayer for the Mountains. See LEAF’s announcement Come Celebrate With Us for more details.

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Only God should move mountains - LEAF billboard.

 

Photo from quinn.anya on flickr, some rights reserved.

Yay! A New Year, and My 2011 Favorites in Books, Music and Techy Stuff

Now playing on our fridge: This collection reflects much of mine and my family's passions, if we could only add "Yay! Techy stuff!"

On Christmas morning, each of us Wells found a different Yay! LiFE! magnet in our stocking. As they congregated on our fridge later in the day (undoubtedly holding out hope for a bite of  yay! sausage balls! or yay! eggnog!), I realized that they are an astonishingly simple but enthusiastic expression for most of the passions in my life:

Yay! Books! was in my stocking and of course represents my love for reading and writing both prose and poetry.

Yay! Music! was in my son Matthew’s stocking, representing his strong commitments to marching band and choir at school and church. But of course we’re ALL plugged into music in various ways, including Mike, who built me, yes, built me, an upright, 4 string washtub bass this fall. (Photo below, and more about it in a future blog).

  • Favorite album of 2011:  Hugh Laurie’s Let Them Talk. Kelsey pooh-poohed my interest in this CD at first, suggesting Hugh was just another actor cashing in on his fame to make a CD. A few days later, she texted me to please add Hugh to her Christmas list.

Yay! Banjo! was in Kelsey’s stocking, for her passion for playing the banjo, fiddle, cello, guitar, and anything else she can lay down an old-time groove on.

  • Favorite live music of 2011: I have to list more than one: Ben Sollee at the Orange Peel in Asheville; Darrell Scott at the Franklin Theater; Sweet Fancy Moses at WDVX’s Blue Plate Special (They may not quite be at the Ben and Darrell level yet, but I’d think they’re cool even if Kelsey wasn’t in the band.)

My upright, four string washtub bass. Yay, my talented, woodworking man!

Yay! Kisses! was in Mike’s stocking, for obvious reasons. But on a more metaphorical level, I would argue, those kisses represent love in all its forms, for God and all the people I’m so blessed to have in my life.

I recently took my spiritual- psychological profile in for a year-end tune up and did this Find Your Passion exercise. It’s safe to say I seem to be on the right path, and the only obvious additional magnet I might need would be one that says Yay! Techy stuff!  (although being an astronaut was one passion I was able to realistically whittle from the list.) With that in mind, I’ll share:

  • Favorite gadget of the year: My Kindle Fire
  • Favorite apps: Pulse news reader, Read It Later (these aren’t the most exciting apps out there, I’m sure, but I use them all the time!)
  • Favorite new social media: Pinterest (follow me on Pinterest)

Here’s to keeping the enthusiasm in our lives in this new year, through our passions and our relationships with others. What blessings.

What will make you say “Yay!” in the new year?

Disclaimer: I’m in no way connected with Yay! LiFE!, although they seem like fun folks and I may try to convince them they need a Yay! Poetry! magnet. The magnets shown are copyright YAY! LiFE! YAY!, YAY! LiFE! and LiViN the YAY! LiFE! are all trademarks of YAY! LiFE!

I purchased these Yay! LiFE! magnets at Union Ave Books, Knoxville (where I’ll be returning for a poetry reading in February – yay!)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Child’s Poem Inspires My Prayer for the Mountains

Recently in a used book store, I came across a small volume entitled Chrysalis by Harry Behn. Although the book had a worn and yellowed jacket, its subject matter – children and poetry – and a quick thumb-through convinced me to purchase it to read for myself and share with a friend. It has a number of delightful stories and insights, but one particularly stuck with me. Behn tells of working with a group of children in which one little boy shares this poem:

Did you think
about the mountain?
Did you think?
Did you see it today
or some other day
in another way?

As a poet, I love that the first line of the poem breaks after the word think, putting a bit of extra emphasis on that word. Think. As a seeker, I’m reminded that “a little child shall lead them” (Isaiah 11:6).

The Smoky Mountains are protected, but many mountains throughout Tennessee and Appalachia are not. Image © Kateleigh | Dreamstime.com.

For many Tennessee residents, myself included, it’s very easy to not think about the mountain because we don’t see the mountain on a daily basis. We live where the land is flat, or at best has some low, rolling hills. The mountain doesn’t make much news, except perhaps when the autumn leaves are at their peak or winter weather has closed parts of the national park. And the mountain that’s not in the park, the mountain that’s behind a few more mountains, being leveled – or under threat of  being leveled – for a thin seam of coal? That mountain is even more out of sight, out of mind.

It’s a truth I’m sorry to admit, and I’m especially convicted when this child’s simple poem asks for a second time, “Did you think?” But it’s a truth that can be changed if we heed the words this unnamed child wrote over 60 years ago, and it inspired me to this prayer I wrote for LEAF’s 40 Days of Prayer for the Mountains.

I hope you’ll join me in praying for and thinking about the mountains.

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Need an image for your own blog? DreamsTime has free stock photography, including the image above.

 

A Christmas Poem

My poem “And This Will Be a Sign” has been published by the Christian Science Monitor. You can read it here.

If you could have just one Christmas decoration, what would you choose? (Photo by Kory Wells)

I wrote the poem last Christmas season after spending some time in the picturesque town of Bell Buckle, Tennessee – a place where, for me at least, even the Christmas rush is at a more relaxed pace. (Although, if you visit Bell Buckle on one of their big festival weekends, such as the RC and Moon Pie Festival in June or the Webb School Art and Craft Fair in October, you’ll find it as crowded as a shopping mall on Black Friday. Way more charming, but just as crowded.)

For my fellow students of poetry, this poem is a blank verse sonnet.

Wishing you simply enough this season.

Christmas viewing: A Christmas Memory, based on the short story by Truman Capote

Christmas reading: Plastic Santa and Other Stories by Mary Hodges

What are your favorite Christmas-themed poems, stories or books?

 

 

 

 

Cameo: Art, History, War, Beauty (and a Poetry Book Giveaway)

I take it to be a shortcoming of my suburban sensibilities, but I frequently have trouble with the concept of beauty existing in war, violence, death and destruction, and other seemingly tragic events throughout history.

Evidently I’m not alone, as this recent article by Yeuran Zhang in Duke University’s The Chronicle suggests. In it, Lt. Col. Peter Kilmer, assistant professor at the United States Military Academy, says:

…because the public generally views war only as violent, soldiers can hardly express the beauty…

I feel sure this is painfully true, and I’m humbly grateful this isn’t something I know firsthand. I’m also grateful we have art and literature to help us, soldiers and civilians alike, with such a duplicitous task.

It’s with that in mind that I introduce CAMEO, a debut collection of poems by Melissa Dickson Blackburn, published earlier this year by New Plains Press.

Cameo by Melissa Dickson Blackburn, from New Plains Press

The poems in CAMEO weave the complexities of family, Southern, American, and even world history in a striking, personal way. The first poem, “First Edition, 1924,” establishes a theme for the collection in its lines exploring “what we/own, what we know, and how long/we hold the things we receive.” From there Dickson Blackburn looks the past square in the eye, alternately taking on voices from history and exploring her own life:

In “George Manoa Hall,” an imprisoned Confederate soldier  - “I wear/the wind through August thunder, ride/my quiet song of delirium, and bathe/in each day’s hundred deaths.”

In “America,” a young slave woman, Julia Frances Lewis – “my song/fell to the rhythm of his coming/hoof beats and he swung me to his mare/in one course pull”

In “Lub-Dup,” one of my favorites – “This is the sound of the heart, over half/is the sound of turning away.” In a short space, Dickson Blackburn takes us from the heart’s chamber to the invention of the stethoscope, to the present day scope her son holds against her own chest, to a poignant ending I won’t give away here.

For fellow poets, it’s notable that many of the poems are 14-line, counted syllable creations which may be considered contemporary sonnets in some schools of thought. While many don’t adhere closely enough to traditional blank verse rules to be considered sonnets in my mind, they undoubtedly benefit from the author’s chosen constraints.

Dickson Blackburn is a visual artist with an MFA in studio art. She's also pursuing her MFA in creative writing.

From a reader’s standpoint, I enjoyed the poems’ numerous references to art and literature, although I have to admit that a few had me (educated in computer science, not the arts) scurrying to Google. A couple of poems in the collection confuse me, such as “Daughter-in-Law,” in which I can’t quite decide the relationship of the speaker to everyone else in the poem (Ann, Jerry, you, Mother Nell, and “his mother”). On the whole, however, these are well-crafted pieces that are a joy to read and re-read. I also very much enjoyed historical notes about several poems included at the back of the book.

While this collection is replete with Confederate soldiers, Nazis, Howitzers, deployed family members, stalled plane engines, and the lure of death, it finds balance in Southern accents, humor, candor, and beautiful phrasing and imagery, such as in  ”What is Mortal Will Be Swallowed by Life,” based on 1 Corinthians 15:54, another of my favorites in the book.

In “Yard Sale,” the speaker confesses to selling a basket her grandfather made, a piece of her family history. Dickson Blackburn may physically rid of herself of family artifacts, but in CAMEO she holds history in a sweet embrace, and with demonstrated devotion to her craft that translates to acceptance – and maybe even unconditional love – for the past that’s formed us all.

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Leave a comment below to enter to win a free copy of CAMEO, graciously supplied and signed by the author. (New commenters have to be approved before your comments will show.)  Rules: Let’s spread a bit of literature love. In your comment, tell me a book (preferably poetry, but any genre is ok) you’ve recently read and enjoyed. The winner will be chosen by a random drawing on the evening of Tuesday, December 13th from all who have commented here or on my Facebook pages (including the Kory and Kelsey Wells fan page) by 6 PM CST on the 13th. I’ll contact the winner using the email you provide to obtain your mailing address. And if you’re not the lucky winner, you can order your own copy of CAMEO from New Plains Press.

 

 

 

 

Bound for the Blue Plate Special

Click to check out the Blue Plate Special on Facebook.

On Monday, December 19th, poetry and roots music from the edge of Appalachia will be taking to the airwaves and cyberspace when Kelsey and I appear on Knoxville WDVX’s Blue Plate Special program along with Tennessee poet laureate Maggi Vaughn and Sweet Fancy Moses, the band that Kelsey’s in.

The one-hour show broadcasts live before a studio audience at noon EST from the Knoxville Visitors Center on the corner of Gay Street and Summit Hill Drive in downtown Knoxville. We’re hoping a number of our Knoxville-area friends can be with us, but for you folks back home in middle Tennessee and elsewhere, the audio is streamed (just remember the time change, those of you in CST, and tune in at 11:00!).

If you listen to bluegrass, old time, Americana, blues, folk, and the like, you may already be familiar with WDVX programming, which has featured some of mine and Kelsey’s favorite performers over the years, such as Darrell Scott, Tim O’Brien, the Carolina Chocolate Drops, and Abigail Washburn, just to name a few. (It’s going to take every bit of self control I have to not walk in and say, “Now show me exactly where Darrell sat.”)

Kory and Kelsey warm up at the Southern Festival of Books, 2011.

Kelsey, Maggi and I will be doing a program similar to what we did at this year’s Southern Festival of Books: poetry and roots music based on a new book we’ve collaborated on, Don’t Forget This Song: Four Writers Celebrate the Carter Family and Other Roots Musicians. (Unfortunately our other fellow author, Carole Knuth, isn’t going to be able to make it down from New York for this event.) We met WDVX Program Director Tony Lawson at Southern Fest, and he invited us to come east. He did not have to ask twice. (Refer to my fascination with where Darrell Scott sat above.)

Sweet Fancy Moses: Kelsey Wells, Stephen Gallagher, Tara Syester

The other part of the hour will feature Sweet Fancy Moses, a trio of musicians from the middle Tennessee area with Steven Gallagher (of the Gallagher Guitar family) on guitar, Tara Syester on banjo, Kelsey on fiddle and cello, and all of them singing and occasionally throwing in a ukulele or swapping up instruments every so often, just to keep things interesting.

We’re billing the show as “from the edge of Appalachia” because that phrase reflects us geographically and metaphorically. We have to travel a county or two east to be in Appalachia, but our hearts are there because its people (some family, some friends), its music and its history have a hold on each of us in some unique way.

We hope you’ll come out or tune in on the 19th. We’re planning to have a great time.

Video samples of what we do:

Kory and Kelsey perform Kory’s poem “While Working Through a Long List of Saturday Morning Chores”

Kelsey and Stephen  (2/3 of Sweet Fancy Moses) jam on cello and guitar to “Cluck Old Hen”

 

Click to learn more about this book celebrating the Carter Family and other roots musicians. Online ordering available!

 

 

 

 

Don’t Forget This Song: Celebrating the Carter Family and Other Roots Musicians

"There's a spot on the porch saved just for you." Click for online purchasing info.

 

You may forget the singer, but don’t forget the song, the Carter Family bade listeners of one particularly mournful tune they recorded more than eighty years ago. The writer of those lyrics needn’t have worried.  Today the songs of America’s roots music are not only remembered but thriving – in forms that both recreate the authentic sound and remake it in fresh ways – in  the widely diverse Americana music genre.

These old songs continue to spark artists of all types, yours truly among them. I’m delighted that Maggi Vaughn, Tennessee Poet Laureate and owner of Bell Buckle Press, asked me, my daughter Kelsey, and friend Carole Knuth to collaborate with her on the new book Don’t Forget This Song: Four Writers Celebrate the Carter Family and Other Roots Musicians. In its pages, the four of us celebrate the past and present of roots music in styles and for reasons as diverse as the music itself. Here’s a blurb from the introduction:

  • Kelsey Wells is a musician with a passion for old-time fiddling, storytelling, Appalachian dancing, and other traditional arts. She starts off the book with a tall tale she often performs to share a “brief and only slightly exaggerated history” of the Carters and the Carter Fold.
  • The lure of country music brought Maggi Vaughn to Nashville in the 1960s, and she soon had songs recorded by Loretta Lynn, Conway Twitty, Ernest Tubb, Charlie Louvin and others. Her poems, from “Pop Stoneman” to “Front Porch Pickers,” honor both the known and unknown faces of early country music. Perhaps most memorable, her poem “White Moon of Virgina” involves another body part.
  • It’s not surprising that Carole Knuth, as a Reiki Master Teacher and Practitioner, attunes roots music with the natural and spiritual world in much of her offerings, including “Hawk’s Eye View.” Her own roots, stretching from her native South Carolina to a New York university, are on display in poems as varied as “Musings” and “Down Home.”
  • Kory Wells has logged many sweltering summer weekends as a fiddle mom at bluegrass competitions and old-time music festivals. She contributes poems that reflect her deep immersion in the music – especially as Kelsey’s first audience and fan, and later as collaborator in the duo’s poetry-music performances. Her poems such as “Still Won’t Marry” and “This Will Be My Last Letter” are notable for giving voice to the women who are the subject of old-time songs.

Maggi and Carole personally knew Janette Carter, so a lot of their contributions to the book are based on their time and friendship with her. The book also includes over a dozen images, some of which were generously shared by the Carter Family Museum and Carter Music Center.

Whether it’s old-time, folk, bluegrass, blues or country, American roots music has settled on our nation’s front porch, as comfortable as an old rocker or slat back wooden swing. Maybe you’re a front porch picker yourself – a guitar strummer, banjo frailer, or bass thumper. Maybe you’re an Opry-bound dreamer, a shade tree jammer, or a flat foot dancer. Or maybe, as cousin Minnie Pearl used to say, you’re “just so proud to be here,” tapping your toes and humming along. Regardless, you’re part of the reason the song isn’t forgotten. And there’s a spot on the porch saved just for you.

Don’t Forget This Song, which debuted at the Southern Festival of Books earlier this fall, is $9.95 per copy and is available for sale here on my website. It’s also available at Rutherford County Keepsakes, a gift shop located inside the beautiful Rutherford County Chamber of Commerce and Visitors Center which carries a marvelous amount of local products and work by local artists.

 

Kory and Kelsey warm up at the Southern Festival of Books, 2011. Their session with Maggi and Carole featured work from DON'T FORGET THIS SONG.

A New Site

My new site! Be sure to click on all the pretty buttons.

After more trials and errors, fits and starts, and re-reading of FAQs than this computer science major would like to admit, I’m excited to announce that my all-new integrated website and blog is live. It’s got enough gadgets and widgets to make Tim the Tool Man Taylor of the old TV show Home Improvement grunt in approval: online ordering for my books, social media buttons, options to deliver blog posts by email or reader feed, and an email newsletter signup.

Recently I was giving some thought to a new opportunity that intrigued me, but it wasn’t directly related to my writing and it sounded like a lot of work. (As if I need any more volunteer opportunities.) My husband looked at me and said, “What if you worked that hard for yourself? For your writing?”

Thank you, sweetie.

This new site represents some of that hard work – and, more importantly, an improved infrastructure to support and communicate about my various creative pursuits and passions.

I hope you’ll take a look around.

Tech specs: My site is a hosted WordPress (WordPress.org) site using StudioPress, an alarming number of plug-ins, and a few code hacks.