AngieBelle
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So I've been told one way to get motivation to complete a project is to have people begging for the finished product. If this idea I'm about to share sounds exciting to you, shout out your enthusiasm so I don't let mine slip!
(I've actually mentioned this once before a few years ago, but never got going.)
My mother's mother Rose was an amazing woman. When she was only about 19 or 20 during the late 30s, she and her friend decided they wanted to see America so they set out on a hitchhiking adventure that led them from PA all the way to CA! They took odd jobs here and there working in fields and hotels. My grandmother was also a member of a Youth Communist League.
Anyway, back my parents' house, we have photocopies of bunches of letters and postcards written by Rose to her mother and to her sister. She was such a character! She addressed her mom as Toots!
So what would you say to this? What if I did a lot of research on the US in the 30s and wrote a book...a novel in which each chapter opened up with a real letter or postcard written by my grandmother and followed by a fictionalized narrative based on as much facts as I have access to?
This is a big project, and I need a push!
This is Rose on the left with her friend
And this is her portrait. Wasn't she beautiful?
One of my favorite of her postcards reads:
Dear Toots,
Working like a horse, eating like a horse, sleeping like a horse.
Until the horse dies,
Eternally yours (fortunately or not),
Rose
PS: Half of Ida too.
PS again: The rear half!
(I've actually mentioned this once before a few years ago, but never got going.)
My mother's mother Rose was an amazing woman. When she was only about 19 or 20 during the late 30s, she and her friend decided they wanted to see America so they set out on a hitchhiking adventure that led them from PA all the way to CA! They took odd jobs here and there working in fields and hotels. My grandmother was also a member of a Youth Communist League.
Anyway, back my parents' house, we have photocopies of bunches of letters and postcards written by Rose to her mother and to her sister. She was such a character! She addressed her mom as Toots!
So what would you say to this? What if I did a lot of research on the US in the 30s and wrote a book...a novel in which each chapter opened up with a real letter or postcard written by my grandmother and followed by a fictionalized narrative based on as much facts as I have access to?
This is a big project, and I need a push!
This is Rose on the left with her friend
And this is her portrait. Wasn't she beautiful?
One of my favorite of her postcards reads:
Dear Toots,
Working like a horse, eating like a horse, sleeping like a horse.
Until the horse dies,
Eternally yours (fortunately or not),
Rose
PS: Half of Ida too.
PS again: The rear half!
Beautiful!
