I hesitated to address this topic. Reading about other people's gratitude can be so tedious. I didn't actually know that until a bunch of my Facebook friends started something called "30 Days of Gratitude," which is just what it sounds like.
Though I like to grouse about the early hour – it seems an uncivilized time to force young noses to grindstones – our 7 a.m. drive from Pigeon Point to Lady's Island Middle School each morning is invariably a gift. The view from Bellamy Curve almost always stops my breath, each sky a new canvas of pink or peach or rising sun red.
I got a press release a few weeks ago about auditions for an upcoming performance of Handel's 'Messiah.' In late November, the Sea Island Chamber Singers, accompanied by the Beaufort Symphony Orchestra, will sing the Christmas portion of this great, beloved oratorio, under the direction of Charles Frost. Swoon!
When you've been an editor and columnist for as long as I have, "you can't please everybody" proves itself the one unassailable maxim. No matter how fragile your ego, how delicate your sensibilities, you make an uneasy truce with criticism.
If you went looking for me lately, you probably found me with my face in a book. Or an aspiring book (aka manuscript). Or bound galleys of an almost book. Or maybe it was a press release about a book. Not only have I just landed a couple of juicy editing jobs, but suddenly, there's this crazy tsunami of literary energy here in Beaufort.