I had great moments at Chautauqua. I don't think I can name them all, so I'm going to give this the David Letterman treatment.
Ms. Molly's 10 favorite Chautauqua moments in no particular order:
10. When I realized that my roommate was Agy (yellapalooza) from the blue boards.
9. When Pam Ryan (buy her books!) gave me several bags of yummy chai vanilla tea.
8. Talking to Cindy about everything.
7. David driving me to the hospital after my almost famous moment when I went head over heels off my bike while looking at the lake.
6. Patty Gauch (Philomel). Jerry Spinelli (buy his books). Stephen Roxburgh (Front Street). Ok, you know, who ever is around.
5. Picking blueberries and chatting it up over barbecue.
4. Hanging with Becky. Everyone, check out The Moo Cow Fan Club. It rocks!
3. Seeing the body of an extinct Carolina parakeet at the Roger Tory Peterson Institute.
2. The Summer House, my home away from home.
1. The Highlight's Foundation Writers Workshop. Follow the links, really, GO!
Thursday, August 11, 2005
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
Travelogue
I'm back from my cross country adventures. 7 states, 7 airports, one hospital, two hotels, my first limo ride, I can't count how many barbecues, and soooo many new friends, old friends, ooooh and lots of inspiration. I call it all "Ms. Molly's Wild Ride!"
First, I visited the Writer's Workshop in Chautauqua. After a 24 hour cross country journey (can you say thunderstorm and Dallas three times fast?) I landed in the Buffalo airport, and it was as impressive as I expected it to be. My friend Louise warned me that Buffalo doesn't smell very good. She was right. I stumbled out the door into sweltering heat and a waiting shuttle, then to a nameless hotel. I slept for almost four hours and then stumbled out the door of nameless hotel (I still don't know how to turn on the shower and I'm waiting for my bible :( -- left it beside the bed.) I took the shuttle back to the airport and met David Cohn (Hi, David!). He stuffed a handful of tags in my hand and sent me out the door to another shuttle. I was off to see the wizards, the wonderful wizards of Chautauqua. I arrived at the the Hall of Christ and dropped my bags in front of the Summer House sign. I began to look around this strange new world. Everyone was riding bikes up and down the narrow streets. Open forums, stone buildings, stacks of verandas, riotous blooming flowers, playful sculptures, everyone saying hi and smiling, kids running and playing everywhere. There was this lake down the hill and jaunty sailboats bouncing in the water, more kids screaming and playing, a graceful old hotel looking over the water and then the bell tower started to ring. My long held suspicion must be true. I had been taken from my real parents at birth! My real parents were from this place of cute houses, like the one with daylilies blooming in the front yard and the bikes piled on the side with cornflower blue (just like the crayon) gingerbread trim. OK, my parents are from Texas, but that was just a mild oversight of the universe. Honestly I don't know that I have ever been to a place that felt so much like home. My first impression of Chautauqua. More to come.
First, I visited the Writer's Workshop in Chautauqua. After a 24 hour cross country journey (can you say thunderstorm and Dallas three times fast?) I landed in the Buffalo airport, and it was as impressive as I expected it to be. My friend Louise warned me that Buffalo doesn't smell very good. She was right. I stumbled out the door into sweltering heat and a waiting shuttle, then to a nameless hotel. I slept for almost four hours and then stumbled out the door of nameless hotel (I still don't know how to turn on the shower and I'm waiting for my bible :( -- left it beside the bed.) I took the shuttle back to the airport and met David Cohn (Hi, David!). He stuffed a handful of tags in my hand and sent me out the door to another shuttle. I was off to see the wizards, the wonderful wizards of Chautauqua. I arrived at the the Hall of Christ and dropped my bags in front of the Summer House sign. I began to look around this strange new world. Everyone was riding bikes up and down the narrow streets. Open forums, stone buildings, stacks of verandas, riotous blooming flowers, playful sculptures, everyone saying hi and smiling, kids running and playing everywhere. There was this lake down the hill and jaunty sailboats bouncing in the water, more kids screaming and playing, a graceful old hotel looking over the water and then the bell tower started to ring. My long held suspicion must be true. I had been taken from my real parents at birth! My real parents were from this place of cute houses, like the one with daylilies blooming in the front yard and the bikes piled on the side with cornflower blue (just like the crayon) gingerbread trim. OK, my parents are from Texas, but that was just a mild oversight of the universe. Honestly I don't know that I have ever been to a place that felt so much like home. My first impression of Chautauqua. More to come.
Thursday, July 14, 2005
Writer Seeking Inspiration.
I'm leaving the wilds of Woodinville in a few hours. I'm off to the Chautauqua for a week of inspiration. Thanks to a generous scholarship from the Highlights Foundation.
I'm all moved by the von Karman Vortex Street- I want my writing to reflect the vast power, beauty and complexity of turbulent wind.
I'm all moved by the von Karman Vortex Street- I want my writing to reflect the vast power, beauty and complexity of turbulent wind.
Monday, July 04, 2005
Chatting
I love a good conversation. I always want to hear a good story, a frightening experience, a rip-roaring tale, a tear-jerker! I'm up for it all. I'm glad it's the Fourth. All the storytellers come out of woodwork around now and let the tall tales fly.
Thursday, June 16, 2005
Loved Batman Begins
Whoa, I loved this movie. I am not a Batman fan. Don't really read many graphic novels. When the credits started rolling, my first thought, I want to see this movie again. Brooding millionaire who thinks he's got problems, traveling the world searching for ? ? ? -- exactly what the girl next door told him in the first place. He falls in with the wrong side, but doesn't give in. Hooray for good parenting. The supporting cast made this movie for me, Liam Neeson as the evil overlords of the shadows. Rutger H. plays the man into the money. Morgan F. is the genius. Michael C. !!! is Alfred - I hope everyone has someone who believes in them like that. I think that's what moved me the most, the power of believing in a person. Gary O. was just brilliant. He is quite the character actor. He just disappears into whatever part he was playing. And the bats!!!! Wow, I loved the bats. I've liked Christian Bale for forever and he's good in this part and Katie Holmes was properly distressed. I don't know how to give stars, so ' Again' says La la.
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