(PRWEB) March 30, 2011
Searching for Hawaii: A Cape Cod Story, is set in 1976 on Cape Cod, Massachusetts. Fifteen-year-old Gail Wilson finds friendship, love, and tragedy during the course of one summer. Over those ten weeks, Gail matures as she falls in love, experiences the death of a great friend, and comes to terms with who she is in her family and in the world. Gail's relationships with her parents, siblings, and friends are sarcastic, funny, and touching. A novel for older teens and baby boomers, as well as anyone who wants to relive teenage years in the 1970s!
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Excerpt from, Searching for Hawaii; A Cape Cod Story --
Chapter 9 OC Gail
I have been an organized, obsessive compulsive person my entire life. I know I need to let go a little and relax. For instance, at home in my room there is a final resting place for everything. Many items like my tennis racquet, my hairbrush, and my photo album hang on my wall with a marker outline around them. Sort of like a crime scene for my everyday objects. When a newcomer enters my room, it never fails that they look at me for signs of a mental breakdown. I can see them thinking, “Should I remain here, with this weirdo?”
My friend Susan thinks I am destined to become the next Columbo or Mannix, a detective drawing lines around dead bodies. “Gail,” she said once, “they even let detectives make lists!”
I make lists in my notebook of what I need to accomplish each day. I make a weekly list on Sunday, then break it down each night before I go to bed for the next day. If I don’t do this, I will not sleep well at all. I am so obsessed with this list that if I do something that is not on it, I actually go back, write in the new task, and then cross it off! How neurotic can I get? I wonder if I am heading for the 12-step program for the unendingly organized.
Mom and Dad say that these are quality traits for leading a successful life. What they are really thinking is, “Where the hell did she come from?” My dad’s workshop looks like a scene from Earthquake and he is Charlton Heston trying to rescue his one useful tool, his crowbar, from the grips of disorder and decay. Mom, whose idea of organizing is to decipher which pile of crap this or that item belongs to by categories only a mystic could unravel, is constantly misplacing things…go figure.
Maybe I am a product of a contrary life. I probably have ancestors who were in the military or butlers or plumbers! I am a work in progress and being on the Cape definitely helps. Here, I only make the daily list and the Sunday list is history. Also, having to share a room certainly makes me think twice before organizing everything in the Columbo fashion.
Diane would never put up with my obsessive nonsense in our room, but I am discovering my brother is more like me than I thought. It feels great to have something in common with someone in this family. Putting some laundry away in Mark’s room, I am surprised at his organizational skills when it comes to his license plate project. He is lying on his bed reading a comic. “Hey squirt, how’s the license plate business?”
Popping up like a jack-in-the-box, Mark lands right in front of his wall map. “Look Gail, 23 already!”
“When did you get New Mexico?”
Tapping his foot and folding his arms across his chest he spouts, “Too easy, day three.”
“Day three? Are you keeping track of which plates you get on which days?”
“Yup.” Mark pulls out a calendar and on several squares I notice the names of states. Cool.
Messing up his hair, I pronounce, “Good job buddy, keep up the good work.” At that, my little brother prances back to his comic.
Sally is a New Englander. She writes from her home in New Hampshire where she publishes a weekly blog, musings really, on connections from her life to her writing life. She is a novelist and freelancer as well, but prefers the world of fiction to anything she may discover in the real world.
Sally worked with her critique group to publish an anthology, an eclectic mix of forms titled, Writing with Class. Of this she says, “It’s a collection of stories that will have you laughing out loud, reminiscing, and wiping away tears. It’s entertaining and inspiring.”
Having grown up in Massachusetts, she has lived in Vermont, Arizona, New Hampshire, and soon, Maine. Please visit and respond to Sally at her blog site http://www.sallylucywrites.com
Writing with Class, Sally L. Wright, Helen P. Bridge, Jenny Menning, Susan joy Bellevance, Trudy Cohen, Roberta Baldwin Stoneman, Joan Chandler, with Deb McKew, Editor
To find out more about the author: http://www.sallylucywrites.com