Author Archive: Ann Bell Feinstein

When a picture is all you have left

If you follow my blog, you know I started a Facebook page to help reunite with their lost photos and mementos that were scattered when the tornadoes hit. Okay I was once again asked to explain why I took my time and energy to do this. 

What if you woke up and found everything was gone, your house no longer existed, your whole world had been torn apart; what could you cling to?

Memories of course. What is a better memory than that special trinket or photo. It may look like nothing to others, but always makes you smile. Yes that’s it over there on the shelf.

I was watching a live feed from a local TV station online, and watched as a reporter held up photos that had been handed to her, by a first responder. That made me think of the fate of hundreds maybe thousands of items tossed about.

Something had to be done. After a brief internet search I decided to start a simple Facebook page. Once I started it I recruited longtime Okie friend Robert Routt, to lend a hand. He already handles a few pages, and I don’t always get as much time online as I’d like. so with that Mementos From Moore was born.

Put yourself in the shoes of the victims, nothing is normal you just want that one thing to be found.

 

An Apology, sort of….

I want to apologize to my Facebook and twitter followers for flooding them with information about the tornado. Why I did it needs to be explained. I lived in the Moore OK area, and worked there for 10 years. I have a large number of followers from that part of the country. 

I felt helpless and wanted to do what I could from my current home in NC. So after a frenzied night of trying to write while keeping up I came up with something I could do and not keep flooding my writer friends. 

I started a Facebook page with the help of another okie friend. The page is dedicated to getting people and their photos and other mementos that were scattered reunited. 

Thanks for bearing with me and my frequent non writing posts last night.

 

Flash Fiction Tornado

Note I lived through the May 3rd 1999 tornados in Oklahoma. I almost drove right into the storm.

Sounds of a train fill my ears, no tracks are near.

The rain lashes the window, the walls appear to breath.

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25% of the way

Last night I realized I am 25% of the way through the rewrite of my manuscript. It feels good to see progress. Now I need to push forward to 50%.

Yes I have it written but I am polishing and refining. I want this manuscript to shine. Many thanks  to my Dad for being my editor, he’s been awesome at cleaning up the grammar & punctuation.  Hmm I just realized he doesn’t follow and probably doesn’t even know about my blog I guess I should make sure to send him the link.

Well enough of the random ramblings time to push forward with the writing and editing of this manuscript.