Month: October 2006
We are just putting the finishing touches on the CD of Small Graces: The Quiet Gifts of Everyday Life. It contains two discs and has cello interludes composed and played by a friend and colleague of mine, Patrick Riley, who has performed with the Baltimore Symphony and has taught cello at the university level for years.
I hope to have this available for sale in several weeks at the most, because so many of you have indicated that you would like to be able to listen to some of my books, or that you have friends and relatives who are no longer able to read, but still love to hear works read aloud.
I did the reading myself. In the process, I found the book anew. It is a very different thing to read a work than to hear it read, even when you, yourself, are the reader. And the book I heard has a larger heart than I imagined. I see why so many people count it as their favorite.
This is new territory for me. When I write, I always hear my books in my mind. Now, to hear one out loud is to make its reacquaintance.
I like it very much and hope that you will, too.
You are welcome to contact me through the “contact” form to put yourself on the purchase list, or you can wait until we have a direct purchase option on the website. All of that is coming soon, along with some intriguing surprises in terms of ways you can give my books to others. This is my attempt to be responsive to your requests and to offer you a way to give gifts that speak from the heart and have a deeply personal touch.
More on that later. For now, know that the CD is almost here, and it should be available for purchase within a week or so.
This is a very strange question. But I’m curious: what do you think your generation’s contribution, for good or for ill, has been to the world?
Perhaps this is an obsession only for those of us who came of age in the sixties, convinced we were changing the world, only to find that not only did we not change it as we had hoped, we planted as many bad seeds as good. But I think other generations must have some reflections on what they have done, as well.
I’d love to hear from any of you. We’re all called to meet certain circumstances, we somehow, as an age group, form an amorphous cultural critical mass, and we respond in a fashion that we neither understand nor control. Yet it is possible to say in retrospect that, yes, we were a cultural force and yes, we did move this world to a slightly different place than it was when we arrived on the scene.
It is a strange cultural phenomenon, understood only in retrospect, and then only dimly. But it is real.
Thoughts? From anyone?
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