Sunday, March 30, 2014

History: The Early 1960s

This is the last excerpt.  I hope you all enjoy it.  Soon I will begin a series of interviews with teen readers of the book as they relate the story to their high school experience. 



It was September 26, 1960, when the presidential debate between Vice-President Nixon and Senator Kennedy aired.  All the networks carried that first joint radio-television broadcast.  It seemed like everyone in the nation gathered around their television sets or radios to listen to that first of four debates.

Our family was no different.  We sat in the living room that night, glued to the glowing image in front of us.  Eddie stayed over to watch with us.

Everyone says they remember where they were that night.  I remember sitting on the couch with Eddie beside me which made it terribly difficult to focus on the debate.  It was hard for me to focus, anyway, as they talked about the Communist offensive, Federal Government expenditures and the farmers’ economy.  It was all gibberish to me.  I did enjoy watching Senator Kennedy, though.  The camera loved him, which was a complete contrast from Vice-President Nixon who looked as if he might be sick at any moment.

I also enjoyed watching Eddie with my father as they talked over every point that was made by both sides.  My father took his responsibility to vote very seriously.  He did not take either candidate at face value.  He studied every issue and then made an informed decision.  He said that was the only way it should be done.  He took it upon himself, since Eddie was with us, to update Eddie on all the policies which were being discussed.  Eddie listened intently and made intelligent responses, which caused my father to stop and consider Eddie’s concerns.  It was fun to witness.

Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Chapter Nine Excerpt: Jealousy, Gossip, and Boys.

Continuing with excerpts from some of my favorite scenes, this is an excerpt from Chapter Nine.  The first excerpt, introduced a very important issue in the story that existed in the early 1960s, segregation.  This excerpt addresses issues every teen girl can relate to: jealousy, gossip, and...of course...boys.
 
 
As Marg took off her cover ups, I set down my bag to grab my own blanket.  Suddenly, the worst possible thing happened; I caught a glimpse of Judy running towards us.  Trip must have seen her at the same time because I heard him say, softly to Johnny, “What’s she doing here?”
“I invited her,” Marg stated smugly.
“Why?” Johnny questioned.
“Because she’s my friend, and I need her.”
Johnny looked bewildered for a moment as he watched Marg get up and join her friend.  They did not join us right away as they stood off in the distance whispering to each other.  It became apparent to me that Marg was rehashing the conversation we had in my room to Judy.  I watched them closely as I imagined the things they were saying to one other.  I was so involved in them that I did not notice that Johnny had walked up behind me.
“Why do I feel as if I am being ambushed?” Johnny asked.  I jumped at his question, and he laughed.  “Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you.”
I smiled.  Our short interlude increased the rage on Marg and Judy’s faces.  Johnny looked at the girls and then back at me.
“Am I being ambushed or are you?” he questioned.
“I think both of us,” I replied softly.
“Don’t worry, I’ll protect you,” he stated as he put his hand on my back and led me over to his friends.

Sunday, March 23, 2014

One of my favorite excerpts from Chapter One


That summer was proving to be a very boring one until I met Ruby.  I remember the day I first saw her face.  I was out in the backyard, twirling myself in the tire swing out back.  I was depressed over Judy and Eddie and decided to leave it up to a small flower to tell me what the future held.  I would pull a petal saying, “He loves her,” in disgust, then proceed to the next exclaiming “he loves her not.”  Somehow, for whatever reason, the entire grouping of flowers ended in ‘he loves her.’  I sighed audibly, leaned over as far as I could, without falling out of the swing and cracking my head open, then I picked another flower in hopes that it would tell me differently. 

I started on my second dozen flowers before I heard a giggle from the fence behind me.  I did not know who moved into the house behind us as it had been vacant for quite a while, but someone was there now.  So, I ducked out of the swing and moved over to the little head that popped up above the fence.  I was startled at first because I had never actually met a colored girl, but her eyes glittered with amusement, and I could not help but ask why she was laughing. 

“What’s so funny?”  I smiled.  Her laugh was contagious. 

“I just wondered if you realized that is a swamp lily.”

I looked down at the purple flower in my hand and then back up at her. 

“It only has 6 petals, so you’re just going to get the same answer every time.”   I stared down at the flower for a minute and then broke out into laughter.

“I wasn’t really paying attention,” I giggled, throwing the flower to the ground.  “I was thinking of…”

“A boy,” she stated, finishing my sentence.  I blushed.  “What’s his name?”

“Eddie.”

“And you like Eddie?”

            “NO!” I exclaimed.  “No,” I laughed correcting my outburst, “I just really hate the girl he is dating.”   She nodded her head as if she understood.  “Eddie is my best friend, but since he started dating Judy I haven’t seen him much.  This summer has been a drag.”  I walked back to the tire swing, ducking underneath it so that I could get in with my skirt on.  I swung for a few seconds as she watched me.  Ruby seemed nice enough, but I was not sure if we were allowed to play together. 

Thursday, March 13, 2014

My Teenage Life: Freshman Beginnings

The first book in my new series My Teenage Life is up on Amazon Kindle.  My publisher tells me the print version will follow in about a week.