Prize
Coaching with Katherine Center
A personal critique and one-on-one conversation with acclaimed author Katherine Center
Contest Details
Begins: May 29, 2009
Ends: June 29, 2009
Do The Write Thing -- We have a winner!
More than 200 entries made the deadline for our writing contest, representing an extraordinary array of striking voices, styles and experiences.
"There was something amazing about every single piece...," said our judge, acclaimed novelist Katherine Center. "Some had very strong dialogue, some had great rhythm, some had powerful insights and some were very moving.
"Having to pick just one was tough because different pieces were strong in different ways and for different reasons. I could argue myself one direction, and then turn around and go another."
So, who did Katherine chose? (Drumroll): "Aunts Get to Cry at Graduations, Too," by Jenny Appleseed, aka Laurie Boris.
Here are Katherine's glowing reflections on Laurie's piece: "I love the intimacy of the second-person voice...It pulls you in and lets you participate in something very personal. You feel like maybe you've stumbled upon a letter you maybe weren't supposed to read.
"There are so many specific details in the piece--from images to bits of dialogue--that bring this boy to life. The mohawk, the tie-dye, the monogrammed handkerchiefs, the victrola. Also the wiping scene!
"The details are so richly observed--you can't help but feel that this aunt was really paying attention, really trying to soak up every minute with her nephew. Even the way she calls him "dude" seems real and intimate. You can feel the tenderness and the bond between them. The warmth.
"I love the language--how it serves the piece but doesn't overwhelm it. Simple, clear. And I love the way you're learning about the nephew--all these details about who he is and how he's changed since the speaker first encountered him still inside his mother's body.
"But at the same time, you get a sense of the speaker herself learning and growing, of time passing, of the way really getting to know him over the years has had as much of an impact on her life as she did on his. It works on many different levels, and it's a pleasure to read!"
"I'm so excited and honored and humbled," said an overwhelmed Laurie, who notes: "I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to attend the ceremony because of a recent back injury. I thought that if I wrote this letter, it would muster up my 'stubborn' and help me do it anyway. And I went. And I cried. And it rained. And it was fabulous!!"
Congratulations to Laurie – and to the runners up who are:
ProComic Diva, for "Cora Mae." This piece has a very strong voice and evokes a real sense of place," Katherine said. "It feels like you are hearing a real conversation. And though the language is very conversational, it's highly poetic at the same time. I love the easy rapport between the speakers, and I can really feel the bond between them as they talk about love and and marriage. And when Henry Dodd comes riding up to them for dinner, I feel genuinely curious about what's going to happen next."
Annie B. for "Tracking Packy." "I love the quirky details in this story and the surefooted storytelling. It starts off strong with a vivid image of a grandfather literally trying to run from death, and it moves purposefully through the story of the funeral afterwards," Katherine said.
"The dialogue is very strong, here, and I love the grandmother character--especially the way she tries to fix up the body of her husband after it's been prepared for the viewing. I also love the tender detail of 'that thing' around the grandmother's neck--an anniversary present from a life now gone."
Sally G. for "Words Can Change a Life." Katherine was struck by the essay's "lovely final scene," and praised the way the piece "builds its way up to the elderly woman's poignant and life-changing words: 'How lucky you are!' "
Amanda Green for "A First Date." A "charming piece," said Katherine, with a "terrific and evocative opening line": "If the world's a stage, then I'd like to tap the mic and ask, 'Is this thing on?'"
Congratulations again to Laurie and the runners up -- and many thanks to Katherine, who took time out from the tour for her latest book, "Everyone is Beautiful," to be our judge.
And thank you to everyone who entered. You heard what Katherine said: You're all amazing!
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If the world's a stage, then I'd like to tap the mic and ask, "Is this thing on?" College isn't what it was supposed to be. I'm caught between being alone and accepting i...
There are a group of Elders that sit on the porch. The oldest woman sits in a rocking chair and her wrinkled hands hold the sides. Suddenly, she looks around and the peop...
I know that the internet is an enchantress, a siren, a sorceress, a Circe, a Lorelei–calling us into her grasp. For years, I resisted the pleas of my children and frien...
Sockopia Lest ye yourself be such the rarest of rarities, so being that of an individual who has himself no doubt inadvertently witnessed the same inexplicable incident t...
I'm not allowed to owe a gun. It's not like I've been convicted of a felony.. plea bargin took care of that.. and.. I'm not completely mentally unstable (yet) but.. evide...
First steps. I remember them like they were yesterday. Those unsteady feet moving her little body from one location to the next. From couch to table. From table to chair....
At 6:17 this morning I heard "Mommmmmmmyyyyy" with such gusto in my daughter Abby's (a.k.a Little Bits) voice I rushed in to see if everything was okay. I thought maybe s...
Little Bits a.k.a my daughter has ear tubes. In 2006 at the recommendation of the best ENT from the number 0ne children's hospital in the country (CHOP also referred to a...
I told Annie I would write about this. So, here is a start. Annonymous, as it must be, for safety and sanity and family that still "belongs". This time of year has always...
When I arrived home I went straight to bed. I was exhausted and cold and upset and all my broken heart wanted was the oblivion of sleep. The dream came to me some time ar...
I slept late, later than usual. I dozed off and on throughout the morning refusing to get out of bed. It was Saturday and I didn’t have to get up. My mother usually wok...
DAY AT THE FAIR Written by: LeaAnn Fuller Waiting in line to ride the ferris wheel the noise of the fair goers surrounds you. You hear the laughing of everyone as they bo...
On their broken blistered feet On their whipped and weary backs I walked to freedom, On their callused hands And battered souls I walked to civil rights, On their blood B...
As a first time mom, I had all the same worries that any other first time mom has. Will I be able to tell what my child needs and when? Will my child be healthy? Will I b...
About the same time as my older sister Manny became a celebrity for growing a 44D cup, I earned my own notoriety by defending our neighbor, Buddy Clarke. It was the summe...
It's closing time now and the doors open Releasing me to a new version of my beloved city I hit the streets in silence Moving freely among the breed of souls opening thei...
Right now we are still in a motel room. But when we have to sleep in the car, I usually right in my diary all night. Sometimes I will make up silly little poems, dumb poe...
So, as you all know... I have recently moved. As par for the course with anyone who moves... you start to purchase new things: some of them are needs, others are absolute...
I moved in with my boyfriend’s family a few weeks ago. The house is this huge old Southern home that was built in the early 1900s. It’s a grand house. It has huge dee...
Today, in the world of the absurd, I spent my lunch hour standing in line at a deli trying to avoid eye contact with a very weird little man named Oscar. Instead of stand...
In the stillness of your arms as we lay together satiated bathed in loves afterglow. I feel the safety therein & know that I have found forever's place. You kiss my f...
"Good morning! I'm Dirk Dashing and today's program is taking place in Normalville. Our contestant today is Mrs. Jennifer Smith. Jennifer, why don't you tell us a bit abo...
So for this week's confessional, I must begin by saying that: Those who said that there is no such thing as a free lunch have obviously not been paying close enough atten...
Incredibly divine Ultimately refined With great thoughts and aspirations Growing hearts absorbed by devastation Futures filled with soulful inspiration Families educating...
On June 6th I had the priveledge of meeting some really awesome women. I had the pleasure of meeting the lovely ladies of PNN and the wonderful inspiring women of the Red...
Heinous. Awful. Horrendous. These are just three of the words used to describe the DMV. I had to go to the DMV to get my new license and register my car. I was a little l...
I woke up, well actually Little Bits woke me up this morning by touching my face and saying, "time to wake up, time to wake up" and then when I didn't jump right out of b...
"Patience is a virtue," I mutter as my order printer spits out tickets on yet another off-to-the-races Saturday night. It's early for me, 7:30 maybe, and my coworkers in ...
Part of a young adult fantasy novel... At eleven- years-old I realize that I am not like other kids my age. I go to school, hang out with my friends, and do homework. But...
She handed over her ticket to the man at the door and he checked off her name. “Excuse me,” she asked him, her voice shaky, “where do I sit please?” He leered at ...
Katherine heads to the waiting area of the ICU unit to find Marty's wife Tina gazing out the window into the dark city below. “Tina.” “Oh God, Katherine,” Tina sa...
Grace and Katherine drive home through the subsiding rain. Grace hasn’t said a word since they left and Katherine is worried about her daughter’s reaction, since Grac...
A few weeks ago, I was lucky enough to have lunch with one of my dearest friends from college. Getting the chance to see her in person is always a spur of the moment unde...
I have a burning question that I can not seem to get the answer to from the pint sized ceo in our house. I have searched high and low for her hiding spot and do not seem ...
PNN is made of women like ComicTragedy and MotherofMany, women who are mothers and sisters and aunts and friends. Women who pull together sponsors and donations and non-p...
Our 24 year old niece is living home again and it's so full of drama. We have raised her since she was 15. She has moved out 2x and back again she is! Oh yes I cried the ...
Every day there was a rush to see who could get to the bus stop first. We would pack up our backpacks and race out the door, fifteen minutes earlier than we needed to. "F...
Many of us as adults realize that our preteen and teen years are very confusing. This thing in my life called religion seemed to confuse those years even more for me. It ...
Grandpa snowed the cops and I helped. He took my cousin and I to The Dayton International Air & Trade Show. It was late July in Ohio; heat shimmered off metal and pav...
If you're interested, Stuart is a Switch. That means he will be both a Bottom and a Top. A female Dominant is called a Domme (dahm-AYE), Mistress, Lady or any other name ...
I had a great mommy moment tonight and I was very proud of myself, I must admit. Little Bits and I went to the market today, and of course she picked up the pink applesau...
When I was twelve, my best friend Katie McGuire lost her mother in a freak accident. The newspaper said she hopped a train and froze to death in a boxcar full of Tyson ch...
My husband and I recently moved to a lovely new neighborhood – a lot nicer than we’re used to. This is a place where people look out for each other’s well-being. Th...
Surely God is weeping right now; it is that kind of day—the rain falling from the sky relentlessly, soaking the trees, the grass, the pavement. It's impossible to see w...




































































