Ten Writerly Reasons To Be Thankful

 

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  1. Thank you Google, Wikipedia, other parts of the Internet: though you are often a distraction, you are just as often a life-saving research helper.
  2. Thank you to my publisher who believed in my story enough to bring my books to a wider audience. Thank you for sending my book to reviewers, entering my books in contests, and helping me to learn how to be an author.
  3. Thank you booksellers for carrying my book, inviting me for events, and recommending my books to your customers.
  4. Thank you book reviewers – from newspaper columnists, journals, and commenters on Goodreads, Amazon, and book blogs near and far – you are helping others to hear about my book and telling readers who don’t know me about my novels.
  5. Thank you writer organizations, especially my Sisters in Crime, who support, motivate, and mentor women writers.
  6. Thank you librarians. You go above and beyond what is available from the web for research, and I appreciate you for buying my books for the library and having me come speak to patrons.
  7. Thank you writer groups for motivating me to write and for reading and commenting on my work. A special thanks to those writer friends who answer my panicked calls to read something quickly, commiserate with me on the trials of the writer’s life, and celebrate with me when I experience a success.
  8. Thank you friends for reading my books and recommending others do, too.
  9. Thank you to my family who supports this weird thing I do where I hide out for hours, days, years while I attempt to create new worlds and sometimes do nothing at all but dream. Thank you also for buying my books and telling your friends about the author in the family.
  10. And last but not least, thank you so much to my readers – people who buy my books, check them out at libraries, tell your friends about me. You are why I am more than a writer. You make me an author, and for that, I am especially thankful.
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Musician First-Class – Thanks!

Jack Schneider toured post-WWII Germany armed with a clarinet and a saxophone.

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He traveled with an Army band from town-to-town, entertaining the troops and the town folk with Sousa marches and Count Basie big band jazz.

When he returned stateside he met a beautiful young blond at the business school both attended; he went to work at Univac (headed by General Douglas MacArthur in 1955), working as a systems analyst on the first computers; and he married the beautiful blond. She was 20. He was 25. Over the next nine years, seven children were born to them. I’m number three of seven. He continued to be a musician, switching from saxophone to bass, and for many years was part of Francisco “Kiko” Rangel’s Latin jazz band. The group played at restaurants and, as seen below, often performed at the annual 4th of July St. Paul city picnic at Cherokee Park, a few blocks from where I live and my mom grew up.

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On this Memorial Day, he’s in the hospital, trying hard to regain his strength so he can come home. Thanks, Dad, for your musical service to the country. You gave our soldiers respite from duty, and helped restore the flagging spirits of war-ravaged Germany after the conclusion of a brutal war.

Thanks also to my Uncle Jim, my dad’s older brother. His plane was shot down over the Pacific in 1944, so he never made it home to live the life his brother has been able to live. But his sacrifice, and others’ like him, made it all possible.