Writing…..and Kindle

I find I am using my Kindle more and more.  It is especially useful for reading documents from students.  They send me a paper, I send it to Amazon, and bingo-bango it’s on my Kindle.  That helps.  I also find looking at my own work on Kindle is useful.  I used to print out things, but now I find it just as workable to use the Kindle.  All I need is a different font and look to what I am reading….then it gives me fresh eyes to see it.

 

 

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Publication of Finding Somewhere…..

Tomorrow Finding Somewhere will be published.  I read recently where an author said he was pleased that a book in paper — the one he had composed — came as close as possible to the book he had envisioned before starting it.  I feel that way about Finding Somewhere.  The story seemed to come out of my consciousness in a whole, solid thought.  When I began writing it, I felt as though I had known these characters a long time.  They interacted the way I imagined they might, and the book came together as close to my conception as I dared hoped for.  It’s a rare occurrence for a writer.

I hope people like it.   

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Steve Jobs…..

I’m reading Walter Isaccson’s biography of Steve Jobs with real pleasure.  It’s well written, well conceived, and well delivered.  I find Jobs compelling.  He is a complex person — as most of us are — and has a genuine love for what he does.  I’ve mentioned the book to my son and to other young men I know, because Jobs’ passion for his work is infectious.  It demonstrates, more than lectures, what it takes to be successful.  And when I say successful, I mean to be involved in creative work, to find your joy in what you do, to stay busy throughout your life.  Jobs could be a horrid man at times, but he also changed the world a nudge or two.

I was particularly intrigued by his drug use and his early quests for meaning in his life.  He travelled to India, read Ram Das, and fasted and meditated regularly.  His favorite slogan was that the journey is the reward and I believe he’s right about that.  Anyway, I recommend the book heartily.  We are all aware of the Cali computer revolution, but most of us never got an inside peak.  This book opens the curtain, so to speak, and I am finding it well worth the visit.

 

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New England Curses……

I wrote this a while back.  It’s about curses in New England.  It seems like a good time of year to re-post it.  If you think we are not a superstitious lot in this country, think again!

 

New England Curses

By Joseph Monninger

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Caleb Merrill, a deaf boy, went hoeing one day and was struck by a terrible noise like the sound made from the wings of a mighty bird.  Caleb could hear nothing, but when he returned home in a terrified state he reported that Mr. Simeon Smith, the most feared wizard in the region, had come after him.  Thereafter Caleb began to act in a strange manner.  He would “run up the house or barn like a squirrel, and would traverse the ridge pole.”  At other times he would writhe in agony for hours.  To cure him the town people procured a bottle of his urine and buried it under the hearth of Simeon Smith’s fireplace.  Immediately after Simeon Smith was taken with violent nose-bleeds and for a long time they could not be stopped.  Eventually the urine seeped out of the bottle and the boy began to cut his antics again.  Finally they replaced the urine with blood drawn from young Caleb, stopped the bottle with a small sword dashed through the heart of the cork, and buried it again beneath the hearth.  This time the sword worked through the cork and into the blood, causing Simeon Smith’s death.  The hamlet buried Smith beneath an apple tree, where, to this day, the apples are ‘the bitterest, crabbedest things that ever grew.’”

 

–from The History of Warren, N.H. by William Little, 1870

 

 

 

If good fences make good neighbors, as the New England poet Robert Frost

reminds us, curses make having neighbors good fun.

Although most New Englanders are familiar with the Salem Witch Trials that took place in the long winter of 1691-1692, many New Englanders do not realize witchcraft and curses plagued rural America long after the famous trials concluded.  Curses, witchcraft, and spells were as much a part of everyday life along the Connecticut Valley as church meetings or square dances.

So as summer deepens in New England and the harvest commences, here are a few curses and omens that might be useful or informative:

 

n  If your calf grows ill, cut off its ear and throw it in the family hearth.  If that fails, scald the calf.

n  If a witch troubles you, wait until she must have her shoes repaired.  Then persuade the cobbler to break his awl off in her sole.  The witch will be pinned to the ground and will be unable to walk until the awl is removed.

n  Similarly, if you stick a needle down in a witch’s track she must turn around.

n  Witches cannot resist a rocker.  If a rocker moves with no one in it, be aware that she is beside you.

n  If a dog howls at night, someone is going to die soon.

n  If one stubs the left foot, one is not wanted where he or she is going; if that same person stubs the right foot, she or he will be welcome.

n  A ticking from a little bug in the wall is a sure sign of death.

n  When a person begins biting his lip, it is a signal that someone has used the evil eye on him.

n  Rubbing a raw hen’s egg over a person may rid him or her of a curse.

n  If you suspect someone of cursing a friend or relative, take three pebbles from a crossroads, wave it above the victim, then throw the pebbles away.

n  Wave a lamp around a baby before taking it to another town.

n  If a child is seen by a woman suspected of having the evil eye, the mother should spit directly on the hand and face of the child, or at least pretend to spit.  Before a child is taken out for the first time, the child’s grandmother should spit in the infant’s hand.

n  A baby that is too beautiful invites the evil eye.  Babies should not be dressed too beautifully.  You may want to drag a child over a dung pit to demonstrate the child’s worthlessness so that the spirits will not bother it.

n  Overturn a pot in a crop field.  This will attract the attention of a passerby so they will not look at the crops and risk cursing it.

n  Before moving into a new house wave bread in front on the structure, then throw the bread away.

n  Glass and mirrors can deflect an evil eye.  Use them judiciously.

n  Drop burnt matches into water to determine if you have been given the evil eye.  If the matches sink, you have been cursed.

 

 

“People in colonial New England opened the Bible at random and pointed to a

verse,” explained Robin DeRosa, an American Studies instructor at Plymouth State College who is working on a book about the Salem Witch Trials.  “They used it as a source of divination.  The verse foretold the future.  They also used knives and keys to decide what the future held.  We may think of them as superstitions now, but it was a part of everyday life.”

Curses spring from jealousy, anthropologists point out, or the desire to obstruct the good fortune of a neighbor.  Before zoning laws or legal suits, neighbors attempted to set the record straight by casting spells.  At the same time families sought to protect themselves by the use of charms and precautions to ward off supernatural attack.  The great Colonial theologians, Increase and Cotton Mather, took the invisible world, as they termed it, as a matter of fact.  Though they regretted the deaths caused by the Salem Witch Trials, they did not for an instant doubt the possibility of witches causing such mischief.

As historian DeRosa points out, “Magistrates and ministers would force people suspected of witchcraft to recite the Lord’s Prayer.  It was commonly held that the Devil could not recite the Lord’s Prayer.  It followed that if the person stumbled while reciting the paper, the Devil might be the culprit.  It was one of many proofs of demonic possession.”

“Spells and curses keep social order,” Plymouth State English Professor Robert Garlitz says, “because they provide reasons for events.  Much of life revolves around the question of self-identity.  In some parts of the world, no death is an accident.  In other words, every death is explained by an act of human intervention.”

Professor Garlitz also points out that before science came to grips with certain elemental truths, people searched vainly for explanations.  If one does not have an understanding of lightning, for instance, the phenomena can appear supernatural.

“Imagine seeing great bolts of jagged light in the sky,” Garlitz says, “and simultaneously having no conception of lightning.  It would have been a frightening experience.  It might be made slightly less frightening by imagining your neighbor as the causal agent.  You can act against a neighbor and procure protections.  Clinging to simple equations permitted simple solutions.”

 

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Mrs. Weeks, with her husband, went down to Mrs. Clough’s after some flax, but was unable to procure it.  She was mad, as usual, and went to the backside of the room and laid her head upon a table and closed her eyes.  Immediately there was a terrible noise at the barn.  The men folks rushed out and found that a two year old colt had reached into the sheep pen and lifted two lambs out with his teeth and killed them.  He was now working hard to catch a third lamb.  Weeks went back to the house on the run, shoved his wife to the floor, then told her to behave herself.  To the credit of the colt it was told that he quieted right down and never injured a sheep afterward.

–from The History of Warren, N.H. by William Little, 1870

 

 

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New England architectural features sometimes provide clues about curses and spells.  Hexafoos or witchfoots — a slightly swirling swastika pattern often seen on barns — is Germanic. It predates the alphabet and is commonly associated with the sun worship that ruled pre-Christian Europe for over 1,500 years.                 In colonial America, where witches were said to put spells on cattle to dry them up, the whirling swastikas came to represent hex signs.  The hexafoos, according to some sources, served as demonic lightning rods.  Interestingly, witches’ balls — the purple glass balls sold in boutiques around the country — actually were used on lightning rods.  Placed on a lightning rod at the top of a barn, the purple balls exploded or cracked when lightning hit, notifying the farmer than he should check the ground on his barn against future storms.  When the globes burst, it was said that God had paid a visit to the barn.

“Cultures bleed into one another,” Professor Garltiz says, “and the influx of European immigrants to the United States brought with it many of the curses and superstitions from overseas.  The Native Americans had their own belief systems.  It is human nature to attempt to control what goes on around us, even if we can never be entirely successful at it.”

 

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A young man, Jonathan Merrill, went to see his lady-love.  On his way home he had to cross a stream on the trunk of a fallen tree; and when he arrived at this point, as he was stepping upon the log that was shaded by thick foliage, and through which a few straggling rays of moon struggled, he saw standing on the other end a white, airy figure which looked to him anything but earthly.  He gazed upon it for a few moments and then stepped from the log.  As he did so the figure followed his example and he saw it standing on the water.    He turned quick about and ran with all his might to the house where he had been.  Young Merrill always believed he saw a witch that night.

 

–from The History of Warren, N.H. by William Little, 1870

 

 

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Finally, a few more curses and cures.  Use them wisely.

 

 

  • Tie a black string or piece of yarn around the arm of an ill person to lower his or her temperature.
  • To cure a sick child, take sticks from a new or unused broom, set them on fire, and wave them around the head of the child.
  • To seek an attacker, place a sickle in the flames of the hearth.  Apply the hot metal to the patient’s face., making a small pattern of burns.  As the wounds heal, the scars will become transferred onto the face of the attacker in the same place and with the same pattern.
  • Pour water on the ground at the feet of a newly wedded couple.  That will keep them safe from witchcraft.
  • Pregnant women can turn fruit sour and tasteless
  • To harm an enemy, make a knot from object that once belonged to the enemy.  Tighten the knot daily by small increments.  In time, the person will succumb.
  • A horseshoe is good luck, or protection, because it takes the evil sent by an attacker and reverses it back to the enemy.

 

 

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Video of my writing routine…

Trevor Thalin made this video of my writing routine.  Take a look if you get a chance.  Trevor is a talented young guy and a good buddy to my son.

 

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DmAO5ahk_QI

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Polar Bears…..

Polar bears figure several times in my novel the World As We Know It.  This is a National Geographic photo.  I like the idea of these bears and I hope some day to see one in person.  

Swimming....

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Review of The World As We Know It….

The World As We Know It

by Joseph Monninger

Brothers Allard and Ed Keer are thoughtful, contented boys who seem joined at the hip. To say their family is close would be an underestimation. Mr. and Mrs. Keer are delightful folks, the kind who appreciate a simple life of understated beauty and sentimentality. Nature is their arena, and their children want no other life than the one they’ve been given. Surrounding their sensible New Hampshire home is a picturesque green country, a mix of charming, wistful childhood experiences, and visions of a land that seems nearly untouched by humans.

“Ask yourself when the last time it was that you read a book so beautiful and agonizing that it made you cry for joy and sorrow. THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT does that.”

While ice skating on the river one day along with his brother, Allard’s daily routine is broken upon his discovery of a beautiful girl in desperate trouble. A stranger has fallen through the ice at its weakest point in frigid December water. She is not panicking, just struggling to hold on to her frightened dog, fighting the strong undercurrent. She and the animal are clearly within minutes of a fatal accident. In the dead of winter, the Keer boys see that the stars must have aligned perfectly for them to arrive in time. They just manage to get her out, but, in the process, Allard nearly goes under, falling in with her and being swept by the current under a shelf of ice. Miraculously, Allard and Sarah both survive and go on to see the experience as prophetic and rare. From that day forward, they are inseparable and become happy soulmates.

This bright new addition to Allard’s and Ed’s blissful natural life is one who will bring the Keer and Patrick families together. Both the kids and parents become instant, lifelong friends. And it turns out that Sarah —- in spite of her startling beauty — is a down-to-earth girl. Joyous and carefree, she comes from good working-class stock and believes in living simply in spite of the fact that she is rich. She spends every waking moment with the Keer boys and, through the years, sets up dreams and possibilities of settling down on the Keer land permanently. The three share a passion for film and nature, and set their hearts on going into business together. They intend to start a wildlife film company called “The Baker River Productions” and envision a future that will change the way people see wildlife.

We know, of course, that life is not so easy. No one gets by without getting hit by a few curve balls, at least not in real life. Events drive a wedge between the happy couple and force them apart, and before their love story is decided, Allard and Sarah come full circle twice. The book takes readers across picturesque areas that span North America, starting in the lovely green countryside of New Hampshire and venturing into more wild, untamed territories and mountains like the Wind Rivers and Gannet Peak in Wyoming. Far north, the trail bends into frozen winter landscape in Northern Canada, inspiring readers with extraordinary visions of animals of many varieties — fearsome and simple — narwhals singing, creatures cavorting, nature as an overwhelmingly beautiful and deadly force.

Ask yourself when the last time it was that you read a book so beautiful and agonizing that it made you cry for joy and sorrow. THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT does that. Filled with picturesque visions of nature and people, this love story is about healing and the things that really matter in life. Joseph Monninger has a perfect recipe for passion and a meaningful, down-to-earth existence. I can’t imagine this book not appealing to readers. The joys of being alive fill all the senses and leave you inspired, knowing what it means to be truly happy. Monninger’s prose is near-perfect; he never rambles and uses his gifts to speak to the reader’s soul. I can promise you — particularly if you love romances — that THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT is a book you’ll treasure and want to reread again one day.

Reviewed by Melanie Smith on October 20, 2011

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Bear Stare…..

Wanted to post this because I find the bear in this picture to be riveting.  Take a look and stare for a few moments.  You won’t be disappointed.  It’s difficult not to connect with the bear and sense its intelligence.  I love this photo.

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Finding Somewhere…..

In a little less than three weeks, Finding Somewhere, a young adult novel about girls and horses, will be published.  I thought it might be interesting to see two covers — one that was proposed, but didn’t make it, and one that will be on the novel when it comes out.  Take a look.

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Standing on sharks….

Standing on a white shark?  Read this.  As some of you know, my young adult novel, Wish, is all about white sharks.  You might find this interesting.

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/44889203/ns/us_news-life/

 

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