The Thirteen Traveling Journals Project

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

Site problems

I've been having problems with the site email for the past few weeks. If you've sent me a question about the journal's next stop and not heard back, my apologies. The host and I are working on the problem.

I will respond as soon as I can get to the email.

My apologies for any inconvenience.


Monday, January 02, 2006

From "Fronds of Thought"

More photos from Michelle.

The top image is the beautifull concert hall and the lower image is the courthouse in Ft. Worth, Texas.

Wednesday, November 30, 2005

From "Fronds of Thought"

These images are from Michelle -- images of Fort Worth.

She's sent more photos, which will post over the next few days!

Monday, November 28, 2005

Thanksgiving Entry

This comes from Angela, in the Tranquility Taverna Journal:

November 24, 2005

It’s Thanksgiving Day here in the United States and
I’m enjoying a few hours of solitude while my husband
works and our daughters visit their grandmother. I
try to carry a spirit of thankfulness with me
throughout the year because there’s always something
to appreciate.

My home has solid floors, a roof that doesn’t leak and
walls that really do keep out the weather. This home
is equipped with central air and heat so it’s cool on
hot days and warm on cold days. My childhood home
exists only in my memories and old photographs but I
can’t forget using a sleeping bag all winter just to
stay warm at night or walking around the 2x4 support
braces Mother put in to hold the ceiling up in the
living room. I remember taking the fastest showers
possible because I was afraid the bathtub I stood in
would fall through the floor like the other one had
done. I remember finding icicles on the inside of our
windows and listening to the rain drip in buckets and
bowls throughout the house. I think of all these
things and remember the millions of people around the
world who lost everything to natural and manmade
disasters this year and give thanks for the blessing
of a home.

According to the government, my family and I live
below the poverty line. We’re some of the lucky ones
because we have food, clean drinking water, and a few
luxuries. My daughters don’t know what it’s like to
wait for the bus with hands tucked in the sleeves of a
threadbare sweatshirt because there’s no money for a
jacket and none of the ragged hand-me-downs fit. They
don’t know what it’s like to wake up hungry only to
hear their mother say there’s no money for food so
crackers and water will have to do for the next day or
two. I know those feelings but I’m thankful I don’t
know the agony of watching my child shiver in the cold
or listening to my children complain they’re hungry.

On this Thanksgiving, I pause to think about the
freedoms I enjoy and to give thanks for those who paid
for my freedoms with blood, sweat, tears and time. I
give thanks for the health I enjoy. I can get out of
bed without assistance and I go about my day without
much thought. Hundreds of thousands of people here in
America can’t do that. There are wounded heroes who
may never stand again, brave men and women adjusting
to life with artificial limbs and others who simply
don’t have the strength to get out of bed. I’m not as
fit as I want to be but I can do something about that
and I have it better than a lot of people.

I give thanks for the friends, both offline and
online, who offer support and encouragement as I make
changes in my life and follow a dream. It’s been a
winding road but every time my courage fails, one of
my friends is there to help. I’m thankful for the
life lessons I’ve learned from my extended family and
for the ability to continue learning.

"Do what you can, with what you have, where you are" ~ Theodore

Wednesday, November 02, 2005

Web Host Move

I sent an email out today to participants already signed up in the project, but also wanted to post on the site.

I am in the process of moving the web host for the Devon Ellington Work site. The 13 Traveling Journals addresses are tied to that site, so, until the move is complete, those addresses are down.

If you need to reach me during the next few weeks, please email me here. Please put "13 Journals" or "13 Entries" in the Subject line.

I will send out another email and post on this site when the DE addresses are working again.

That does not affect THIS site. This link is independent of the website, and therefore will remain intact.

Only correspondence addresses are affected.

This site has been quiet for the past weeks, and I apologize. We will liven up again soon, with both more entries and more press coverage.

Thanks to all the participants, and stay in touch via this site!

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

Journal Entry from Michelle -- Fronds of Thought

Fall has finally arrived her in North Texas. It's a welcome reprieve from the relentless heat. Nights are cool now and I love the October moon high in the sky. With moonlight in a blue-white veil cascading over the cluttered backyard. The cool crisp air in the silence of the night that leaves goosebumps on your arms. Yes. This is my favorite time of year. October is - hands down - my favorite month. Here are some other favorites too.

I've always loved Edgar Allen Poe's "The Raven":
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door;
Only this, and nothing more."

As well as Alfred Noyes "The Highwayman". Loreena McKennitt put it to music on her CD "Book of Secrets". The imagery in the poem is amazing:
The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees,
The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,
The road was a ribbon of moonlight, over the purple moor,
And the highwayman came riding-
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.

More favorite things: Mexican food, shoes, books, music, a long nap, a hot bath, and warm chocolate chip cookies.

Michelle Miles
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Saturday, September 24, 2005

Featured Diarist: Quincee

1. What do you find the most enthralling part of the writing process?

Creating the story and writing the first draft. I always know the end of my story first. Therefore, when I sit down to begin a story I’m flying by the seat of my pants from the first line until I reach that last scene that I imagined before I began the story. That’s the best part.

2. What’s the most frustrating part of revisions, for you?

Staying focused and motivated to RE-write what I’ve just written. Because I write my first drafts so fast, my second drafts are written much slower and words chosen with much more care. The deliberateness and attention needed is sometimes frustrating because it’s much easier to procrastinate and over think things.

3. Does your love of basketball feed in to your writing at all, or does it give you a much needed respite and a way of switching gears?

I’ve loved basketball since I was a ten-year-old following my teenaged brother to the public courts just to watch. The first novel I wrote was about basketball. The central character was consumed by basketball and the dream of being a professional ball player. My love for the game both informed and fueled my love for the story I was creating. The novel I’m working on now is about musicians and so there is almost no mention of sports of any kind because the main character is music driven. I guess this season I’ll just watch the NBA for the fun of it.

4. What changes do you think the Educational System needs to make in order the genuinely educate people?

Schools must address the real issues. They must “educate” students, instead of simply housing or babysitting students. They must diversify educational styles so that all children have an opportunity to be successful and they must find a way to recruit the best and the brightest to teach. Teaching must be elevated to an honorable vocation, not the “fall-back” occupation it has become.

5. In one of your blog entries, you mention that (to date) you’ve changed the title of your novel three times. In this particular case, what process has dictated the title evolution?

I began with “The Skinny”—named for the nightclub that is central to the story, then I had this idea to focus on the romantic aspect of the story by giving it the title “Turo’s Star” (Arturo & Starletta), and finally, as I reached the end of my first draft I thought I might be able to play up the female lead’s name (Starletta) by introducing the factual elements of astronomy to the story and the title “Supernova” was suggested. However, by the time I finished the third chapter of the rewrite I was back to “The Skinny” and that’s the title I’m sticking with. In my opinion it most represents the central themes of the story I’m trying to tell.

Visit Quincee’s blog, Blackberry Pearls, to read more about her life and work. Thank you, Quincee!