Saints and Sinners Festival in NOLA


Saints and Sinners Literary Festival, here we come – this week. Unbelievable. I submitted my short story last summer with low expectations of winning the Tennessee Williams Fiction Prize because I have never been recognized as a fiction writer, but lo and behold, my story The Gods are Stacked against Us became a finalist in the contest which meant it will be included in the SAS Anthology for 2017 which, in turn, meant an invitation to read at the festival this month.

So Pretty and I will be off to New Orleans like a herd of turtles in a matter of days. What an odd time to leave in the middle of moving out of Casa de Canterbury to Casa de Cardinal, someone might think (and someone would be correct). The vicissitudes of life aren’t always coordinated properly, as my daddy used to say when he waxed eloquently about them, and he should have known that if anyone did since he died right in the middle of them at age 51.

I will participate with four other writers on a panel called Home is Where the Art Is, or Is It?  to discuss the impact our homes have on our work…I’m really looking forward to talking about the importance of time and place to me in my work. Plus, I’ll have an opportunity to read an excerpt from my short story during a reading session along with eight other finalists.

The festival brings together leading poets, authors and other literati notables in the LGBTQ community – I recognize many of their names and writing from years of reading and adulation and will now have the opportunity to meet and greet them over cocktails and heavy hors d’oeuvres on Bourbon Street Friday evening.

I’m trying to prepare myself to talk about literary things without sounding too “un-literary.”  Let’s see…

Where did you study writing, and how does that affect your writing style?

That’s a tough one. I’ve had two writing classes. The first was a business communications class at UT Austin in 1966 that focused on how to write a good business letter with an emphasis on brevity – say more with less was the mantra. Be direct – no adverbs, a few adjectives here and there, but mostly noun, verb combo and a simple Dear Sir or Madam beginning with a Sincerely yours ending. Cut and dry. No horsing around. No nonsense.

My second writing class was in 2006 at Midlands Technical College for a six-week Monday-night adult learning class that focused on the basic elements of fiction writing. My accomplishment was a story I called Payday Someday which turned out to be the first chapter of my first book Deep in the Heart. Nonfiction actually, but hey, nothing’s perfect.

Hm. I think I’ll skip that question and move on to Why do you write?

I write because I can’t keep myself from writing. I write because I can speak for those who have no voice and continue the fight for fairness and respect I’ve always believed in. I write because Pretty, my Aunt Lucille and a host of people, some known, some unknown love to read what I write. I write because I hope, along with many other aging Baby Boomers,  to have a legacy – that my words will survive me.

Okay. Way too heavy for cocktail party conversation. Skip that one, too.

Let’s try Hi how are you? Where are you from?

Now that’s a complicated question. I was born and raised in rural Grimes County, Texas…

Eyes are rolling. People walking away. Clearly small talk not my strength.

Pretty, can I get you another diet coke??

 

About Sheila Morris

Sheila Morris is an essayist with humorist tendencies who periodically indulges her desires to write outside her genre by trying to write fiction and poetry. In December, 2017, the University of South Carolina Press is publishing her collection of first-person accounts of the people primarily responsible for the development of LGBT organizations in South Carolina. Southern Perspectives on the Queer Movement: Committed to Home will resonate with everyone interested in LGBT history in the South during the tumultuous times from the AIDS pandemic to marriage equality. She has published four nonfiction books including two memoirs, an essay compilation and a group of her favorite blogs from I'll Call It Like I See It. Her first book, Deep in the Heart: A Memoir of Love and Longing received a Golden Crown Literary Society Award in 2008. Her writings have been included in various anthologies - most recently the 2017 Saints and Sinners Literary Magazine. She is a displaced Texan living in South Carolina with her wife Teresa Williams and their dogs Spike and Charly. Her Texas roots are never too far from her thoughts.
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7 Responses to Saints and Sinners Festival in NOLA

  1. I’m so excited for you. Sheila, you’re a damn good writer. I’ve said before, your snapshots of life in these United States rival the big leaguers like Jean Shepherd and Garrison Keillor. You’ll probably surprise yourself at how easy the small talk will be. If not, stuff your mouth with hors d’oeuvre. 😀 Life is Good. You’re the​proof. Enjoy!!

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  2. Dianne Heiser says:

    Congratulations, Sheila! I’m so happy for you! Have fun in N.O. You know we lived in Louisiana 10 years with 2 1/2 in Baton Rouge, and 8 1/2 in New Orleans! Loved it!!!

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  3. reocochran says:

    I hope you have a fantastic and wonderful time in New Orleans, Sheila! xo
    Believe it or not, I will be going to New Orleans on an airplane in November, but mainly hanging out with a great friend, Patrice who lives in Long Beach, Mississippi. We met in college and she was my maid of honor in my first wedding. Take care and enjoy!

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