DEAR FRIENDS; AND FELLOW WRITERS AND BOOKLOVERS! I am just writing you to say; that my beautiful beautiful books are available for you on Lulu.com.
Where writers have the wonderful opportunity to create such amazing things! And readers have the lovely opportunity to find them!
I have an ever changing growing collection; of thoughtful quality literary works; in paperback; for you; and will be adding more and more; so stay tuned!
My themes; albeit within a fictional context; generally concern family; history; immigration; politics; poverty; art; societies; psychology; language; education; and internationality.
All the wonderful things that inform a gentle human life.
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MY PHYSICAL FORM is paperback; and where once i was thinking small; now i am thinking large and delicious and bold and powerful and free! I am splashing my stories in a gorgeous larger font; across delicious free larger pages for you!
With ample room for my stories to breathe!
And for you to see and breathe too.
And for you to see and breathe too.
My covers are bold; simple; personal; in a beautiful substantial glossy form; that could be; beautiful wall-hangings too; unless you want to save them as a book! And read them again and again! Which i think you may want to do.
Because it is delicious to.
A few of my books remain smaller; and more delicate; and beautiful too. But in an era of rivers and rivers of junk books; whatever the size of my books; the physical representation is extremely important to me; as of course; the quality of the writing too.
I have stood at library kiosks; riffling through; and felt despair in what i see. And i would even be embarrassed to print here; or to say aloud to you; some of the cheapest lines that have jumped out at me.
And i have sometimes unabashedly asked; where are the old classics? And they would simply smile at me with a greatest pity.-Oh; dear! It is a time; i suppose.
I am documenting a time.🍂🍂
ONE TIME; i had brought a donation of old books to the library; having read every guideline by the Friends of the Library; who were soliciting; and behind collecting those.
She pawed through my donation with indifference; and looked at me with pity.-You know; books aren't sacred anymore. But um; what?! And why was she working there?
And then; to add further insult to injury; she said; do you mind if i just throw them away if i want to? But please; Friends of the Library; so to speak; don't set gentle innocent booklovers up for that! And she will surely not see me again.
But have no fear; i am still here. To defend the modest sweet nobility of the book! My beautiful collection may gently shift; from month to month; year to year; depending on the season; or the holiday; or what is new; or what is in gentle revision. I like to keep everything fresh and new! I think my work will please you!🍂🍂
LOOK FOR THESE BEAUTIFUL TITLES!
The Day They Stole Her Joy Away
The Leaving
The Labyrinth
The Jazz Meister
Fledgling Season
Happy Trails
Song Song Blue
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AND THEN PERHAPS...
These lovely collections;
within those titles.
within those titles.
Scenes from an Immigrant Childhood.
Modern Urban Social Studies.
With my wise; thoughtful; and thoroughly modern
Miss Margaux! And sorry; girl; about that day.
Miss Margaux! And sorry; girl; about that day.
The Day They Stole Her Joy Away
The Jazz Meister
Fledgling Season
Happy Trails
Song Song Blue
Song Song Blue
And more to come!
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I AM A GENTLE thoughtful older lady; suddenly nearing her seventies now! Who has been writing; by now; for most of her life. I have also been so many other things!
A McDonald's fry cook; a Sear's underwear girl; a library clerk; a systems analyst and programmer...
I made my own way through! And so; i was one of the first women in tech! And one of the first programmers!
I was very good at my work; and they told me i was talented; and i did cringe a bit at that; as i associated talent with the arts.
And my family was an old European arts family. And so; i have also been a life long musician.-With cello; recorder; piano; voice; and ever listening; of course.
And most importantly; i was a mama! Of one sweet smart boy. And so; the beat goes gently sweetly on; and cheers! Long live art; beauty; humanity; democracy!
And if we must; as we must; fight for that!
marguerite bloem🍂
Which is pronounced bloom!
As all humans and flowers must do.
As all humans and flowers must do.
AND JUST SOME politische thoughts; since i cannot hold my tongue. My most concerning thing is always; and has always been; human rights.
And how humans suffer; both during and after war. My parents survived occupied Amsterdam; and the long famine there.
So i am grateful to Pope Leo; who so powerfully speaks out against war; and travels to extremely difficult countries where there is war.-I like him. When i read about his youth and childhood; i thought; he is my brother!
My father would have liked him too; though he was often jealous when he teased; that my Catholic mother was always in love with her popes and priests!
But most of that was just in play; and he would have respected a good man when he saw one.
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I AM ALSO proud of the brave people of Minnesota; for so steadfastly fighting the onslaught there; by ICE; and trying to protect their vulnerable neighbors.
Alex Pretti was a hero. It just makes you cry. To think of such selflessness. I also cry; to think of some of the dear innocent ones; that is; immigrants; who have been slain; or detained. For doing nothing wrong.
And i am horrified; i am deeply pained; to hear of the conditions in the ICE detention centers; where they do not allow our Congressional representatives to bear witness to what is going on. And it reminds me; frighteningly; of another place and time. And i feel helpless; to find a productive positive way to use my voice against that.
I am glad i live in a sanctuary state; where the police do not cooperate with ICE; and where ICE may not stage their operations on municipal land.
But to some extent; even we are helpless against prevailing forces. So; please forgive us; friends; because much of this country is on your side.
And we will continue to fight for that; and to vote for that; and to march for that; so the world will know. And our smartest people will legislate for that; and more.🍂🍂
I AM ALSO holding my breath for the struggles of the transexuals; in my first American home state; Kansas; and i am proud that my once-dear-small-hometown; Lawrence; plays a welcome host there.
I used to walk where they hang; on Massachusetts street. I would do errands for my mother sometimes. And that is where i learned to cross a busy street.
That was hard for me! We didn't have cars; i didn't know cars. And so; i didn't understand how fast they could go; and how soon they could hit me.
One time; a stranger rescued me.-"Are you trying to cross the street?" he said. And yes; i was! I had been standing there a while. "You can go now!" he said.
"But how fast does that car go?"
But he said i had plenty of time.
But he said i had plenty of time.
Dear sweet heroes everywhere.
Peace.🍂marguerite
Clicketty-click the linketty-link! For some beautiful thoughtful stories; large and small; in paperback.-For you.
AND HERE; JUST FOR INSPIRATION...
A foto of Pope Leo; who i have also mentioned above. Who seems one of the most positive voices on the horizon in this day; against what we are hearing in this country these days.
This foto from my daily local; and by the fotographer; Andrew Medichini; AP. It is a sweet face; isn't it? That seems full of peace; love; humanity; humility.
And forgive me for cropping and tinting it a bit. It seemed to deserve a very special treatment.🍂marguerite