Christina Hamlett conducted this interview with me for You Read It Here First. If you are interested in books and authors please visit http://fromtheauthors.wordpress.com/. Our […]
You Came Here to Die, Didn’t You By Warner M. Montgomery A pretty blonde 18–year–old girl left her disapproving parents in California in June of 1965 to join the Civil […]
2011: a year of delight and depression. After all, I published my first book, which is the source of the “d” words in the first sentence. When I studied Kosho […]
Lesson: mixing business and pleasure is grueling and totally rewarding.
Thursday, September 22. Joe and I flew from Sacramento to Greenville, SC, via Los Angeles and Chicago on Southwest. Free peanuts/pretzels and soft drinks! And free checked baggage for clothes and a box of books. Our flight to Greenville was an hour late and two little boys across the aisle and one row back screamed, cried and generally made the trip from Chicago miserable. We got into our hotel at midnight. (I wrote the first blog of this series on the plane, but my computer died in the motel in Greenville on the way home and I’ve lost that blog until I pay someone to get it off the dead machine. The blog was on the preparation we made for this tour in terms of marketing.)
My book, YOU CAME HERE TO DIE, DIDN’T YOU, relies on the memories and actions of many people in Pineville, South Carolina. Theresa Blanding Sumpter was one of those people. […]
Please enjoy the article Sena Christian did on me in the Press Tribune.
Up at 6:00 this morning and in at 9:00 last night. Then we had to find dinner. This has been a typical schedule. The pace is fast. When we get on the bus, it begins with videos or freedom/gospel songs. We have a schedule and we meet it, but often not on time. If something new comes up, a speaker or a landmark, it gets added in. Although Dr. McCord has built in spare time, we do run over. 34 people plus visitors are a lot to demand military time from. We were supposed to get in at 5:30 today.
Please enjoy this article from my local paper. Roseville woman pens memoir about registering blacks to vote
One thing I know for sure: books evolve in their own way regardless of the author’s intention. The books that arrived on Januray 12, 2011, did not meet the plan Eleanor and I intended in spring of 2005 after she saw the video tape and said, “There is your book.”
We planned a book that spanned forty-five years made up of stories from 1965 to 2005. We proposed sharing the events of the summer of 1965 and to show how those events led to personal relationships with several families that have lasted more than two-thirds of my life.
One thing I know for sure: what I intend and what actually happens are not necessarily related. In 2005 I wanted to write a book about my father. He was […]