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The “Documenting America” Series

In my post about 2022 writing goals, I said that I was planning to complete my two works-in-progress, then shift to writing/completing a Bible study, then move on to the next volume in my Documenting America series.

My highest selling book in 2021.

I’ve written about this series before, but not recently. If you want to see some previous posts, look for Documenting America in the Categories box on this blog. I’ll give the short version here.

I began this as a series of op-ed pieces for our local newspaper after I bought a 20-book set The Annals of America, which published a lot of American documents. I saw how these could be worked into the op-eds, the local editor liked it, and I had four published before the guest op-ed program was cancelled. I kept writing the columns to see what frequency I could produce them at. I was up to 18 to 20, and was considering self-syndicating it, when I laid it all aside for other pursuits.

This was one of my favorite books to write.

When easy self-publishing came along, and I was looking to put together a book to self-publish because my novel wasn’t ready, I decided I could cobble those columns into chapters in a book. That all came together quickly, and the first volume, Documenting America: Lessons From The United States’ Historical Documents, was published in May 2011 as an ebook and in Nov 2011 as a print book.

As the 150th anniversary of the Civil War was coming, I decided to put together another volume of documents from that time. I didn’t get it done in time for those anniversary years, but I eventually did publish it. Then, for a next volume, I decided to make about the development of the Constitution. I finished that in 2019.

Sales are better than for most of my other books.

The way the books work is I take a quote from some American document—not always a famous one, but one I think expressed things important in our national development. I take a large excerpt from that, in a couple of paragraphs explain its importance in its time, and link it to an issue we face today. My goal in doing this was not to show my intelligence but to introduce people to these documents, hoping they would then go ahead and find the document and read them in their entirety.

Did I meet this goal? This review on one of the books tells me that for some readers I did.

This is a great compilation of primary sources. The editor/author adds a few paragraphs of analysis but the bulk of the book is primary source material. Some sources are well known. The best part, though, is lesser known documents that are now more easily available in this book for readers.

What’s next for the DA series? I have completed the research and laid out the documents for the next volume, Documenting America: Run-up To Revolution. It looks like it will be a little harder to produce than the last three, which is one of the reasons why I’ve gone on to publish the next volume.

After that? I have identified six volumes based on historical eras I would like to produce. After that? We have so many documents, with many of them becoming easily available, I can see how this could easily be a long series, more than 20 volumes. Even 40 volumes long. Of course, as I’m now 70 years old, I would be doing good to make this a ten-book series.

I hope to write and publish the next one before 2022 ends, but we will see. Meanwhile, I’m happy with the series even as it is now. I have more sales of this series than of any other.

Book Review: Four Ways of Modern Poetry

A good and pleasurable read, but ’twill not be put back on my shelves.

I continue to pull books from this or that shelf, looking for any that seem interesting but which I’m sure I won’t keep. Reading those should be a win-win situation. A bit of enjoyment and decluttering/dis-accumulation at the same time.  The one I chose a couple of weeks ago was an oldish one: Four Ways of Modern Poetry, edited by Nathan A. Scott.

Published by John Knox Press in 1965, I have the Chime Paperbacks edition. Original cost was $1.00, stamped right on the front page. It’s in pretty good condition for its age.

The book looks at four poets: Wallace Stevens, Robert Frost, Dylan Thomas, and W.H. Auden. I’m sure I bought this primarily for Frost, but also secondarily for Thomas. Since I bought this, I have read a little of Stevens, and have liked what I read. I’m still unfamiliar with Auden.

The book, 92 pages, consists of four essays by four different men, each one covering one of the four poets. I found the essay on Steven, by Stanley Romaine Hopper, mostly incomprehensible. I plowed through it but didn’t enjoy it and doubt that I learned much about him. I have a large book of his poetry and will have to get back into that sometime soon.

The essay by Frost was by Paul Elmen. This might have been equally incomprehensible as the first except that I know more about Frost. Elmen’s point is the Frost was a dark poet, not the simple, pastoral New England poet he appears to be. Others have said the same thing. I haven’t decided yet. I enjoy the pretty pictures that Frost’s poems paint, and am happy not to look for darkness beneath the surface.

The Thomas essay was by Ralph J. Mills, Jr. I’ve read a fair amount about Thomas. In fact, on my reading table is A Dylan Thomas Reader, which I dip into from time to time when other books at hand don’t excite me. I also have a book of his letters, which I read half-way through. Thomas’s poetry I don’t really care for, but he is an interesting character. Mills did a good job on explaining Thomas’s place in modern poetry.

The essay on Auden was written by the editor, Scott. It was by far the best of the four. It made me want to read more of Auden’s work, and some critique of those works and some biographical pieces. Alas, I will have to get much further into retirement and to the point where I don’t want to write anything of my own before I do that.

It took me only six or seven sitting to get through this. I consider the time to have been well spent. I won’t recommend it, mainly because I suspect it would be difficult to find a 1965 paperback in whatever bookstore you go into. It’s probably available on-line, from ABE Books or wherever you go for out-of-print books. It is worth reading if modern poetry is to your liking. But for me, I won’t be re-reading it so it is not a keeper. Nope. It’s already on the sale/donation shelves. A good read, but off it goes.

 

More on “The Forest Throne”

When building a fort in the woods, it’s good to have a helper.

Well, I’ve been sitting at my computer for an hour editing The Forest Throne. I totally forgot that the first writing I was supposed to do this morning was my Monday blog post. Hence, here it is 7:50 a.m. I’m 20 minutes late and just getting started.

Every fort has to have a beginning, and many hands to make the work light.

I had planned my post today to be about The Forest Throne, which I’ll abbreviate TFT hereinafter. I told something of the genesis of this book in a prior post, promising then to tell something of the story in a future post. The future has arrived.

Soon, it begins to look like a fort.

The story revolves around Ethan. He’s 11 years old to start the book, visiting his grandparents for Thanksgiving with his parents and three siblings. Ethan has some issues (what 11-year-old doesn’t?), and he’s constantly being corrected as he torments his little brother and sister. He and Grandpa go for a hike in the woods behind the house, into the hollow, something they do on every visit.

You never know what you will find when you hike down an Ozark hollow.

This is the Ozarks, not the highest mountains part, but the foothills. Lots of valleys covered with oak trees eking out a life on rocky hillsides. Way down the hill, just before you get to the bottom of the hollow, they find an odd formation in the hillside. It looks a little like a chair. It seems to be manmade, and has a hole drilled into one of the “arms”. Ethan sits in it, calls it his forest throne, and immediately wishes it was a time machine. His grandfather reminds him “There’s no such thing as time travel.”

Later they go across the street from the house and work on a fort. You’re in the middle of the woods. It’s someone else’s land, but they aren’t around, so what do you do? You build a fort. It takes a few years of repeated visits to get it done. While playing at the fort, Ethan’s little sister finds a blue peg, which he immediately takes from her. He realized it is the same size as the hole drilled in the forest throne and determines to go back there to see if the peg fits. Maybe it’s the key to activating the time portal.

Well, he does go back there; the peg does fit; and nothing happens except the peg gets stuck. Nothing he tries gets it out. Soon the visit is over and he and his family goes home to Texas.

They come back the next year during the summer—just the three oldest kids, not the parents or the baby brother. Ethan is 12 now, and he gets to stay longer after the other siblings go home. He goes down to the throne, which is a little hard to find, but he finds it. The peg is still in place. After much trying, he learns that with a little bit of twisting the peg will come out. He pulls out the peg. In just a few seconds he encounters….

Well, this is about as far as I can go without giving away the whole plot. Let’s just say that Ethan’s hopes that the throne is a time portal turn out to be all too true. He activates it, not once but twice, and a terrible thing has happened as a result.

TFT is done. I finished it last Wednesday. I finished reading it to the wife last night. I’m most of the way through with my first round of edits and will likely complete them today. My critique group has through Chapter 4. Later this week I’ll get it to my beta readers, all five of them. They are ages 13 through 8. We’ll see if it passes muster. Hopefully it will be ready to publish not later than April.

2021 Book Sales

My highest selling book in 2021.

It’s been a long time since I posted my book sales. 2021 was my best year for sales. I guess you would call it a record year, though, with the numbers still as low as they are, record somehow seems inappropriate.

I sold 223 books, almost all sales coming from on-line sources. That beat my previous best year which was 156 way back in 2012. Also, in 2021, I passed the 1,000 lifetime sales mark, ending up with 1034.

Why the increase? Amazon ads. I began running some ads on Amazon in July 2020, added to them in 2021, and sales finally happened. Unfortunately, to this point I’ve spent more in ads than I’ve received in royalties from all sources. It’s not a big number, and the deficit is shrinking. At the end of the year, I was down only $4.52, though at worst I was behind $73.80. If the trend continues into 2022, I’ll be money ahead in a month or two. Just on ad spend, not overall. The cost to maintain this website puts me way in the red each year.

Had 19 sales of this, pulled along by the ads for the first book in the series.

I had sales of 22 different books, out of 35 books listed for sale at year end. Highest of those was the first Documenting America book, which I advertised. Second was Doctor Luke’s Assistant, which I also advertised. The other two books in the Documenting America series also had double-digit sales, as did Acts Of Faith, which I advertised.

Several of these “sales” were actually through Kindle Unlimited, the first that I had from that Amazon sales channel. I think royalties work out to less, but I’ve had a hard time rigorously tracking them.

So, here comes 2022. My ads are still running. They don’t seem to be working quite as well as early in the year. I will probably add another book to those I advertise, though I’m not in any hurry to do that.

Here’s hoping 2022 will be another best year for book sales.

 

 

Writing Goals for 2022

In my post last Friday, I recapped what my writing progress was in 2021, and promised to make my next post about my writing goals for 2022. So here I am, as promised.

But, as I do so, I have only a few goals. Is that because I have no writing planned? No. It’s because I’m close to the end of two projects, have three others started. Will that be enough to fill the year? If not, I can conjure up more works later on.

Delayed a year due to the pandemic and construction adjacent to the church, we will celebrate our church’s centennial July 8-10.

But enough chat. What shall I do this year?

  1. Finish the church Centennial book. At present, two people besides me are proofreading it. Once we complete that, there will likely be a few more words to add. Besides that, I have to do a fair amount of work on photos, trying to enhance the quality, moving them to the exact position they are supposed to be. I suspect that will take a lot of hours this month. We have already found two printers for it, at least one of which can do it in our price range. Someone else on the committee will handle the cover. If I had to guess, I’d say we are two or three weeks away from having the words done, four weeks away from having the photos done, and just two weeks away from deciding on a printer. That means the book should be issued in late February or early March.
  2. Finish The Forest Throne. Yesterday I reached the second main plot point, where the protagonist figures out how to solve the problem. That’s at the 29,000 word point. Which means I have only four or five thousand more words to go. Which means I should finish the first draft in less than two weeks. I have two beta readers lined up, plus my three oldest grandchildren. I’ll be working on it during that time. No predictions about when it will be done, but I doubt it will be published before April.
  3. Publish at least one Bible study, and work on three. I will discuss this more in a future post, where I’ll discuss where my different Bible-studies-in-progress stand. Right now, I really can’t say which of three I’m thinking of will be first. Also, I can’t say how long any will take to complete. Those details will have to develop as the year unfolds.
  4. One goal remains as it has for three years: blog twice per week, generally on Monday and Friday.

The following two items are goals, but right now they are not firm. I think they will both happen, but who knows?

  1. After numbers 1-3 are complete, begin serious work on the next book in the Documenting America series. More on that in a future post. The research is done, though I did it so long ago I’m not sure I’ll remember it.
  2. After number 5 is done, or maybe simultaneous as I near the end of it, begin work on the next volume in the church history novel series.

That’s what I’ll add for now. But I suspect, even as 2021 did not go as I thought it would, I suspect 2022 will be the same. I’ll update this at different times during the year.

The Writing Year In Review: 2021

December 31 is a Friday this year, my regular writing day, also the end of my 70th journey around the sun. Time to look at what I accomplished this year, how well I did relative to my stated goals. I won’t then add goals for 2022. I’ll do that in January. Here, I’ll paste in the goals I posted on January 4th, and say what I did on them. Then I’ll add some things at the end, things I did that weren’t part of my original goals.

  • Finish and publish The Teachings…I might have the book ready to publish in April. Mission accomplished.  I completed the writing in February, took almost two months to edit, proofread, and receive feedback from beta readers. The e-book went live on April 13 and the paperback on April 25. As to sales, it’s had a whopping 7.
  • Write and publish one Sharon Williams story. Mission accomplished. I wrote Foxtrot Alpha Tango slowly as the year progressed, ran it by the Scribblers & Scribes critique group, and published it on December 15 after letting it sit two months. In a little twist, I did the actual publishing steps while on a Zoom conference with two 4th grade student who are interested in publishing.
  • Write and publish one Documenting America volume. I’m planning for this to be Run-up To Revolution, covering 1761-1775, the documents that led to our rebelling against England. Nope, didn’t get this done. Too many other things got in the way. I read some more for research. In fact, the research is done, except I will probably have to re-read some once I actually get on the book. I did make a lot of notes as I researched and planned out which source documents will go into which chapters. Thus, I won’t have to start at ground zero.
  • Write and publish a Bible study. I’ve planned out what I want the next one to be: Entrusted To My Care: A Study of 1st and 2nd Timothy.  Alas, I didn’t get this done. I did work on a Bible study, in fact put a lot of effort into it. But it wasn’t Entrusted To My Care.  My research and the beginning of my writing was in March-May on the Last Supper, which I taught in adult Sunday school class. I dusted that off in the summer and combined multiple files into one, and again in November when I tried to assess where I was and how much effort was left. If I get either one of these published in 2022, it will take a pretty concentrated effort.
  • Maintain a twice per week blogging schedule. This I did, mostly. I may have missed a time or two just due to busyness. A couple of times my regular blogging day snuck up on me and I only did a quick, no-information post. But I consider this a complete task.
  • Write some poetry. I did not accomplish this, though I tried. Several times I took pen and paper in hand and tried to set down lines of poetry, but nothing came to me. Instead, I planned my next poetry book. I scoured my already completed poems, found the ones that would work with the theme I chose for the book, and loaded them into a Word file. That gives me an idea of how many poems I still need to write (a bunch) to make it a viable book.

One thing that was on my mind last January, but which didn’t make my goals list, was to write the young adult novel I’d discussed with my oldest grandson. Tentatively titled The Forest Throne, it’s about adventures in unrequested, undesired time travel. I began writing it on June 8, never working on it intensely, but sporadically. As of last night I had ±21,000 words written, on the way to, I think, 40,000. I ought to be able to finish it in 2022.

And, another thing I did was significant digital decluttering. This goes along with the physical decluttering the wife and I are doing. I had old computers to pull data from and get rid of. I had multiple folders from prior computers loaded to the cloud that needed to be coordinated with other, more active folders. I made major progress on this.

It included going through my email inbox and outbox and sorting, saving, discarding, and archiving my emails since I started using this address in 2005. I’m working backwards on that and doing well with it. I completed all years up to and including 2011. I have 590 e-mails to go in 2010. For an exercise, I dumped my saved 2011 emails into a word document with an eye on creating a book out of them. Not for publication, but for my easy use and reference. Then I can discard some things from notebooks, reducing physical clutter.

And, one more writing item that took up more time than anything else: writing our church’s Centennial book. I began the research in January and managed to write 1500 words by month’s end. The research and writing took more time than I had planned on. But it is done. The book is being proofread by two people, and by me, and we are looking at publishing options. While this was time consuming and certainly pulled me away from my other writing, it was also fun and satisfying.

So there’s the year in review.

 

Mild He Lays His Glory By

So humble the way He came to us, but so precious the path that has led for all of us from that manger.

I thought I was done with Christmas posts for this year, but another has come to mind. It’s to do with Christmas songs again, with another favorite of mine. And it ties into our pastor’s sermon yesterday.

The song is “Hark, the Herald Angels Sing”.  It’s not quite my favorite Christmas sone, but it’s close: in the top five if not the top three. We didn’t sing it in any church service this year until yesterday. The words were written by Charles Wesley in 1739. The music is by Felix Mendelssohn. According to Hymnary.org, it has been published in 1,242 hymnals. It’s a great hymn for a brass-dominated orchestra. Thous it also sounds good with a string quartet. It sounds especially good when sung by the Celtic Women.

Toward the end of his sermon, Pastor Mark focused on the third verse.  Whenever the song is sung, you rarely get into it past the second verse. In fact, while I fell in love with the third verse many years ago, I’d long forgotten those wonderful words:

Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Sun of Righteousness!
Light and life to all he brings,
risen with healing in his wings.
Mild he lays his glory by,
born that we no more may die,
born to raise us from the earth,
born to give us second birth.

There, in language now considered archaic though still understood, is a wonderful message. Why did Christ come to earth? So that God’s purpose in redemption would be fulfilled. So that sinful mankind could be reconciled to God and put on a right and righteous path in a difficult world. How beautifully this verse says that. “…born that we no more may die, born to raise us from the earth, born to give us second birth.” No preacher has ever said it better than that. No other song has said it in clearer or more melodious language.

Hence, I should really say nothing else. Christmas may have been the day before yesterday, but the Christmas season is still with us. Take a moment to sing “Hark, The Herald Angels Sing”, getting in all three verses (the song actually has more than three), and enjoy the richness of the message.

I’m hardly the first person to write about this. I found a blog post by one Daisy Rosales that was quite well done. It would be well worth your time to pop over there and read it.

Once again, merry Christmas. I continue to say that because we are still in the season. I’m still listening to Christmas carols as I do my work. I hope you do too.

Another Quiet Christmas

We didn’t bother with a Christmas tree this year, except for the six miniature ones in the Christmas village.

I wrote last year on Christmas day that Lynda and I were having a quiet Christmas. ‘Tis the same this year. It will just be the two of us, the family having all been with us at Thanksgiving. Well, today we still have Rocky, our neighbor’s dog, with us. We’ve been watching him since Sunday while they got away for a pre-Christmas R&R trip.

Rocky is a good dog, but he’s homesick for his own family. They live four lots up the hill from us, three vacant lots in between. Our normal route to walk him takes us by his house, and he expects to be taken inside it. So we pull him along and he gets over it. In the evenings especially he seems restless and wants to go home. Last night was about the best for him settling down without a lot of difficulty.

I’ve always liked to display blue lights at Christmas, but this red lights display up on the next street is very nice.

The walks after dark have been very nice, as well as the early morning ones. Up on the next street, several houses have outdoor Christmas lights. Nice to walk by them and enjoy. On one of those early walks, before this warm front came through, I found the first frost flower I’ve ever seen. I’ve heard about them for a long time, but have never taken a leisurely walk in the right conditions for them to form. Thank you, Rocky, for making that possible.

One thing different this year from last is our church has returned to holding a candlelight Christmas eve service—two of them actually. Last year we elected not to hold them, with the covid pandemic still in its pre-vaccination stage. We are thinking of going to the 4 o’clock service. It will be good to gather with everyone and focus on Jesus’ birth for an hour.

Another difference is we hope to get together with my cousin Greg and his wife Bev. Although living just 8 or 9 miles apart, it’s been two years since we’ve seen each other. Greg’s health is tenuous and they have been taking lots of precautions. They were supposed to come for Thanksgiving, but he wasn’t feeling well and they cancelled. Our plans are to drive around Sunday evening and see Christmas lights. Beyond that nothing is planned. We may get hot chocolate somewhere and sit on the square in Bentonville, enjoying unseasonably warm weather under enough Christmas lights to read by.

Otherwise, we will read much, probably watch some TV, and eat a nice meal of turkey breast, dressing, and roast vegetables. We’ll eat on it for a week. Hopefully we’ll get to walk. Not with Rocky, however. His family returns today. We’ll take him to his house before we go to church. He’ll jump for joy as we open the door, only to be disappointed his family isn’t home yet (but will be soon).

So a merry Christmas to all. Remember the reason we celebrate it.

Uh Oh, It’s Monday

Many people around here have seen frost flowers, but I never had, until walking Rocky this morning.

Since I retired, Monday isn’t much different from other days. But Monday is my regular blogging day. Here it is 6:30 in the evening, and I suddenly remembered I hadn’t yet posted a Monday blog. So I quickly opened my computer and got to work.

But, I’ve forgotten what I was going to write on next. I need to do another post on The Forest Throne. I need to do a post on the short story I just published, but I don’t feel like it right now. My writing progress post will be for next week. I covered writing groups recently. So what to post?

It’s just a few days before Christmas. We will be here alone again, unless we can get together with my cousin Greg and his wife Bev. We got our Christmas cards done on Saturday and mailed today (except for one or two i realized I forgot). Right now we are dog-watching for our neighbors. Rocky is a good dog to do this with. He’s not overly demanding. Walking him I get more exercise, in smaller bursts, than normal.

Rocky is our house guest right now, and took me out of the house this morning so that I got to see the frost flowers.

Today I took him outside at 6:15 a,m,, it was still dark and I couldn’t see much on our short walk in 26 deg temperature. I took him out again around 9:15 a.m. The temperature was maybe up to 30 deg. On the way back to the house, in the frontage of a wooded lot, I saw a couple of frost flowers. These develop only in certain conditions of temperature and moisture. You have to be out and about at just the right time to see them. This morning was one of those times. If we hadn’t been watching Rocky, I never would have seen them.

Well, this isn’t much of a post, but it’s all I have at 6:30 p.m. on blogging day, but it’s what I have. I’ll try to be better prepared on Friday.

Uncategorized Creativity?

Dateline: 16 Dec 2021

My parents didn’t send religious Christmas cards. These are typical of the leftover cards I’ve been storing for two decades plus, wondering what to do with.

On Tuesday just passed I attended the monthly meeting of the Northwest Arkansas Letter Writers. This is a small club of people who enjoy writing letters. The emphasis is on physical letters and pen pals (though for me, e-mails are equally letters). I learned about them around the first of March 2020 and attended their meeting shortly after that at the Bella Vista Library. Then the pandemic hit, and the library closed.

During the pandemic, we didn’t meet for the first few months. After a while they decided to meet outdoors, under the drive-through canopy of a church not too far from my house. We had to bring chairs, and even in the outdoor venue stayed away from each other. We met like that for over a year. Sometimes we cancelled when the weather was too hot or too cold. But it was a way to stay in touch.

The cards have a simple, non-sectarian message.

Even when the library re-opened, at first they wouldn’t allow groups to use the newly-constructed meeting rooms. The problem was a legal one. This is a private library, and the lawyers had some concern about outside groups, even groups sponsored by the library such as ours is, using the facility. They eventually worked that out, and we began meeting there in September.

That’s a long introduction to December’s meeting. We didn’t have a formal program. Rather, we were all to bring old cards to show around. That was perfect for me, because right now I have a lot of old Christmas cards out of boxes, making a mess of our house. These are cards, as seen in the photo at the beginning of this post, that I found at my dad’s house back in 1998. They appear to be remnants of cards my parents sent in the 1950s. You buy a box of 25 cards and use 22 out of it, putting the rest aside to use next year. When that comes around you buy another box of 25 and use 23 out of it, totally forgetting that you have three left over from last year. Now you have five left over. On and on it goes. A decade later you have a fair number of unused Christmas cards.

I’ve had these remnant cards in a box in the storeroom for all these years, sorted into their own large envelope, wondering what to do with them. I think there are between 35 and 40 of them, but only 4 envelopes. Last year I came to the conclusion we should send them as our Christmas cards next year (meaning now). Since these are a special size, without envelopes, what could we do?

The template, perfected on the third try and already put into use.

Well, for our meeting next month, the letter writing group is making envelopes as a craft project, and will share them around. We are to make 12 envelopes. If we choose to, of course. Now, I’m not an arts and craft person, and making envelopes as a craft project didn’t excite me. I pretty much decided I wouldn’t do the envelopes. Then I realized, I have a need to make envelopes, to use to send these cards.

Ah ha! A practical need is not really arts and crafts. It’s an environmentally friendly activity. Rather than trash those old cards, I can make envelopes to send them in. And, rather than use clean sheets of paper for the envelopes, I can use paper from the re-use stack, printouts of my writing that I planned on using the back to print other things on.

The first envelope off the assembly line. I like it. Not sure the wife will, however.

So yesterday, I took the time to create a template. That took a while. I used two sheets of paper to create envelopes before I had it right. Then I used one to trace the template on cardstock and cut it to size. I then made one envelope and tested it with the cards. It was perfect: just a little over-sized as I wanted it to be, since the size of the cards varies a little.

Envelope creation began immediately. I’m not sure Lynda will agree that sending these cards in an envelope created on the back of my writing sheets will be a good idea. No problem. If she doesn’t, I’ll just make others from clean paper and use these for the letter writers meeting in January.

It’s as close to being artsy-craftsy as I’ll ever come.