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Thursday, September 26, 2019

Updates!!!

Updated the homepage of my website on the advice of my new SCORE mentor. I'm grateful for her suggestion. So now it starts:

 "Every great book starts out with a great story. You don't always know where it's going. Sometimes it ends on a cliffhanger. If it's done well, you get the sense that the story isn't really over when you reach the last page. You imagine the characters going on about their lives, living on in a world that we can only imagine."

Read the rest at www.phylcampbell.com . You won't need a subscription. ;)

In other news, I created/updated my brochure for the Women's Expo, where I'll be sharing a table with my new friends at CHI (pronounced CHEE, like Tai Chi). That's going to be Oct 5&6.

And I've been working on better ways to mass produce (well, 10 at a time, instead of one at a time) Mermaid's Revenge: the game for demo at Save Against Fear in Harrisburg. That's going to be October 11-13 at Harrisburg Mall. 






I'd love for you to come out and play the game with my son and me. There is a fee to get in, but I believe the fee also entitles you to other cool stuff. Plus, you just need to come out. 

I'm doing other things. Probably doing too much, but just trying to keep going strong through the commitments I have made. I'm learning a lot. I hope you are, too. ###

This was me in Maryland at the DCBA Hafla.

Phyl Campbell is author, mother, dreamer, and Dr. Pepper addict. Currently, she is loving shenanigans of all sorts.






Wednesday, July 31, 2019

2019 Events where Phyl Campbell Can be Found

Look. I'm not Waldo. I look terrible in stripes -- ask me about racist laundry one day though, because there's a story there -- but really what I mean is that for a hermit, I'm relatively easy to find. Once I decided I needed to get out and do events in 2019 so I'd know what to attend and what to pass over in 2020 when all three Mermaid's Revenge series books are available, there was no end to the ways I could spend my weekends in the hot hot sun.

A few events took pity on me and moved events indoors. I have much gratitude for these event organizers. So much gratitude.

But without further ado:

Groups and Events
Rustic Cup Critique Group Leader, alternating Saturdays by invitation only -- but everyone can and should go to Rustic Cup and get a coffee shake or something. Seriously. Kris Kelley is the bomb diggity, making brews like a wiccan warlock.
2nd Saturdays @ Sonnewald Aug, Sept, Nov, 1516 Lefever Lane, Spring Grove, PA
I'm trying out lots of different kids' activities at this event, since I can expect to see the same kids monthly and don't want them bored. Come play!!

Equality Fest Vendor, August 4, Penn Park, 100 W College Ave, York, PA

NC Mer-Mania 2019,
August 16-18, Double Tree, Greensboro, NC

DCBA Hafla Event, Vendor and Performer, September 15
, Delta Hotels Marriott, 245 Shawan Road, Hunt Valley, MD
I got to attend the DCBA Convention earlier in the summer and connected with many amazing performers and friendly fellow vendors. I'm looking forward to the reunion. 

Vegfest Vendor, September 
21, Cousler Park, 1060 Church Road, York PA
I have not turned Vegan on anyone -- ask me about Vegan Sandwichmaker, there's a story there, too. But it's a kid event and my Mer are vegan when not attacking men. So it's all good.

Save Against Fear Demonstrator, Mermaid's Revenge Game, Oct 11-13, Harrisburg Mall, Harrisburg, PA
I'm going to be doing this event with my son. 


HOPE Holiday Gift Expo, October 19, New Freedom Community CTR,150 E Main, New Freedom, PA
HOPE is a special group that wants to kick cancer's ass, so definitely come spend some time here.

CHI FEST, October 27, Details TBD.
This event is going to have epic levels of WOO surrounded by levels of skepticism about WOO. 


Shippensburg B
ook Festival, November 3, The Thought Lot, 37 E Garfield St, Shippensburg, PA


Shippensburg Creators and Makers Pop Up Market
, November 17, The Thought Lot

Friday, May 12, 2017

Obligatory Mother's Day Post

Planning to perform this piece tomorrow night at GUSA by Victoria, along with a Mother's Day excerpt from #25Reasons.

Chicken Soup for the Transcendentalist Soul



My mom said
"Eat your vegetables -- And
"Get a good night's sleep.
"Don't forget to say your prayers
"Close your eyes, count some sheep," But

Momma never told me -- How
To achieve perfection -- And
Now I guess I understand -- That
It was something she didn't know.

So I -- Ate my vegetables. And
Said my good night prayers. But
Lay awake in my bed
Too concerned with all my cares. Like

What would I be when I grow up
And who would I marry
Would my kids eat their vegetables
Believe the things that I believe in?

Woke up next morning
Never knowing I was fast asleep
But knowing God was there for me
Prayed the Lord my soul to keep

My mom said
"Do your homework now. And
"That's enough TV
"Are you ready for the science fair?
"Did you study for the Spelling Bee?"

And it got so aggravating
Seemed like she was so caught up
There's so much more to life at school
Than Science Fairs and empty cups.

But I turned off the television
Cracked a book
(or sometimes three). And tried my best to do my best
I wanted her to be proud of me.

Woke up next morning
Never knowing I'd been fast asleep
But knowing God was there for me
Prayed the Lord my soul to keep.

My mom said
"Don't you fall too hard. When
"That first boy looks at you
"You must be kind to everyone. But
"Don't let them walk all over you."

Then came the most disgusting part. She
Wanted to kiss me goodbye. At school
In front of all my friends
I couldn't Hide. Or disappear. Or di
e.

So I let her kiss me then. And
She waved as she drove away.
I'm glad I know she cares for me
Even though I'll never say it (oops!).

What would I be when I grow up
And who would I marry
Would I embarrass my own kids
The way that mom embarrassed me?

Woke up next morning
Never knowing I was fast asleep
But knowing God was there for me
Prayed the Lord my soul to keep.

And now that I'm a mom myself. I'm
Glad she doesn't laugh at me
'Cuz my kid won't eat vegetables. And
Dodges responsibilities.

My soul
Could use some chicken soup. And
My son's hug could fill a bowl. Though
I would like to keep him small
Growing up is his main goal.

What will he be when he grows up
Will he ever marry
And if he questions all I say
Will I be wise enough to hear him?

Woke up next morning
Never knowing I'd been fast asleep
But knowing God was there for me
Prayed the Lord my soul to keep.



Wednesday, March 8, 2017

AMUSing Thoughts for International Women's Day


Wednesday, March 8 is International Women's Day, so it's the perfect time for me to remind everyone of some wonderful books to empower feminists everywhere. Sure, I wrote them. But sometimes empowerment starts with encouraging others to support and empower YOU. This is one of those posts.



First, I'm Not Writing a Book Today empowers everyone to write. An illustrated free verse poem features image after image of children dreaming, doing, and creating. I wrote I'm Not Writing a Book Today in response to the parents of my young authors who apologized to me that their writers weren't chained to their desks all summer. But I chose illustrations to reach an even younger audience. I was reading at three years old and writing as soon as I could hold a pencil. So why not other young people? And when I read I'm Not Writing a Book Today, whether to toddlers or retirees, my audience GETS it. I'm Not Writing a Book Today has become a mantra for so many people doing so many things. And if you haven't experienced it for yourself, your parents, or your kids, you really need to.


Martha's Chickens and the Pirates was the first children's book I was able to publish -- even if it wasn't one of the first ones I'd written or even finished. It is a story I wrote to honor my pioneering grandmother -- the sweet bad ass woman who endeavored to keep the peace even if she had to talk dirty to do it sometimes. In addition to the obvious ways Martha dominates the decisions made by characters in the book, I worked with the illustrator especially to make sure that genders were represented equally. And on International Woman's Day, maybe that's not equal. But as a mother with a son, I needed to see both. I needed people who talked about animals that didn't and I needed people to try new things and to be brave even though being brave means different things to different people. So if you are feeling brave, need to feel brave, or need a change in your life, pick up a copy of Martha's Chickens and the Pirates.


For the adult crowd, #25 Reasons Why Charlie Should Never Read Jane's Books to Jane is a hard anti-comedy to beat. In the traditional understanding that women are from Venus and men are from Mars, each vignette highlights ways that two people who love each other very much can still lack basic communication skills or mutual understanding. The idea behind the story and the hashtag was to have a response to the popular fanfic FSOG. A lot of people argued that FSOG liberated women by exposing sexual fantasies. Others felt the lurid sex imprisoned women. I objected to the novel because it took an angst-filled teen drama series that I liked (Twilight), took away the mythological beings that made it so great, and replaced fairly extensive character development with S&M. It wasn't original, but some marketer picked it up because sex sells. How many of the same people boycotting Beauty and the Beast helped rocket FSOG into a bestselling book and movie? Not the book's fault, or the author's. Still, I wanted to provide an alternative. I think male and female feminists want more out of their relationships. #25 Reasons gives readers more.



Finally, of the books I want to talk about today, last but by no means least, is A Muse Meant. Samm is the girl-next-door heroine we all want in our lives. Her dreams, her magic, and even her insecurities drive the plot of this coming-of-age story for middle grade readers. The best part is all the things she doesn't realize she's doing. Girls are so often taught to feel insecure -- in the things they are told and the things adults assume they know. So for Samm to be continuously empowered instead -- this was as challenging to write (and re-write) as it was for Samm to experience. Did I get it right?

So in summary, go check out the following on Amazon:
I'm Not Writing a Book Today
Martha's Chickens and the Pirates
#25 Reasons Why Charlie Should Never Read Jane's Books to Jane
A Muse Meant


Phyl Campbell is Author, Mother, Dreamer. Check out her website www.phylcampbell.com

Monday, February 27, 2017

EGOTs for Egos?

EMMYS.
GRAMMYS.
OSCARS.
TONYS.

Big name awards. Big shows. Red carpets. Who wore it best(s)/worst(s)? But are these award shows promoting fairness -- or just inflating already inflated egos?

This is a fight I don't have a dog in -- I rarely watch movies in the theatres. I like actors and actresses generally, but don't know crews or backstage people from extras. Everyone could wear black suits and pants on a sound-stage with a green-screen and I would probably still be invested in the actions, adventures, period dramas, comedies -- whatever they wanted to put before me.

As an author, specifically one who indie-publishes on a shoestring of less than $100 per book, I understand that awards help spread word of your work. But for the big winners of last night's award show -- didn't the box office do that?



But I listen to the celebrities who get up and accept these awards. They appear floored to receive them. They really do need the validation IN ADDITION TO their box office success and the fact that they are celebrities and that they have publicists and make-up artists and costume designers and acting coaches and people who supported them -- not just allowed them, but financially SUPPORTED them -- following their dreams. Awards ceremony winners experience such a high. It must be incredible.

But then there are all the people who don't win. Who never win. Who never get nominated. Who never get noticed. There are people involved in scandal and people whose work doesn't get noticed because the names in top billing are involved in scandal. For every highly paid and highly glamorized celebrity icon, there are hundreds and thousands of poor dreamers who are never going to amount to anything in Hollywood or on Broadway. Winning is as much luck and politics as actual politics.



Since we're not going to stop doing award shows, we need to consider more categories. We need stronger minority representation. And we need to stop comparing apples to oranges. La La Land and Moonlight (I have seen promos of both but the entirety of neither) were created for different audiences. Different things make them GOOD. And neither film, from what I understand, is simply GOOD. So maybe we need categories for best fantasy film, best historical realism, best movie to make you cry and best film for laughs? Why do we need to declare one fruit of our labor to be the best? So what if judges want apples one day, oranges the second, and lemons the day after? Should one show get to sweep the whole fruit basket?

While we are adding categories, perhaps it is time to add gender-non-conforming to actor and actress categories. But that creates other questions. When a cis-person plays a transgender role, what category would they belong to? And while I'm asking ridiculous questions: is it more difficult for a straight actor to perform a gay character than for a gay actor to portray a straight character? And should we recognize that? I say we need to because some actors get typecast and then have difficulty getting away from certain roles. Careers can be damaged from coming out -- or going back in -- and shouldn't this difficulty be recognized?

How can we support all in the arts with award shows that clearly designate winners and not-even-nominateds? How do we get rid of gender categories all together without returning to a world where only white men win? I know we will keep having award shows as long as people watch them, pay to have them broadcast on TV, and as long as actors and actresses seek validation. Still, I wonder -- are we are missing the point?
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Images above are courtesy Pixabay, where attribution is not required. That said, Pixabay and its contributors have no foreknowledge of my opinion or article and are free to not agree or not be associated with the content found here.
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Phyl Campbell is Author, Mother, Dreamer, and Dr. Pepper addict. Right now, she's in over her head.                    

Other articles of interest:
Finding Pink Elephants
A Muse Meant
Quick and Dirty Publishing Guide     



     Check out her author page on Amazon. 



Thursday, February 23, 2017

Faces For Radio / The Mona Lisa Song

Watch me perform Faces For Radio LIVE and a capella* Saturday at Rustic Cup (12-4 Open Mic). I will try to get someone to take me Facebook Live again, too, but in life there are no guarantees! I post the lyrics here so I can tell people they can follow along.


Faces For Radio


Mona Lisa -- MorgueFile
They say Mona Lisa's not beautiful
Some even think SHE is a HE
Well, that never bothered DaVinci
Their secrets still stare back at me


You said I've got a face for the radio
I'm someone to hear, never see
But tonight when you hear someone that you know
Do you swear that it's real or a dream?


 
Tower -- MorgueFile
Maybe consider a tower
Four walls reaching clear to the sky
That's how I imagined your lost love
How your walls rose as you said "goodbye"


You said I've got a face for the radio
I'm someone to hear, never see
Tonight when you hear someone that you know
Do you swear that it's real or a dream?


Ocean -- MorgueFile
Maybe consider an ocean
Blue and green swells to skies so blue
And maybe without your pollution
My blue heart can find someone true

You said I've got a face for the radio
I'm someone to hear, never see
Tonight when you hear someone that you know
Do you swear that it's real or a dream?



No Dogs Allowed -- Except on Leash -- MorgueFile
Please forgive
any unintended insult to canine companions!
Animal magnetism
Just more proof that you haven't a clue
Why don't you take back your leash -- oh, you animal
You're the only thing you know to do

You said I've got a face for the radio
I'm someone to hear, never see
But tonight when you hear someone that you know
Do you swear that it's real or a dream?



Faces for Radio
Faces for Radio
Faces for Radio [repeat and fade]

Special thanks to Michael Zaragoza for the rhythm section I hear in my head. You need to come here!  PA's not that cold -- I swear!
*I downloaded a drum app on Google Play called Drum Beats. I can make the lyrics fit with Indie at 120 #16. It isn't what Michael composed, but it might keep me from going too fast. ;) 


Phyl Campbell is Author, Mother, Dreamer, and Dr. Pepper addict. Right now, she's in over her head.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 

Other articles of interest:
Finding Pink Elephants
A Muse Meant
Quick and Dirty Publishing Guide     
                                                                                                                  Check out her author page on Amazon. 


Tuesday, February 14, 2017

His Story / Her Story

These are the community stories created by First Friday participants at Creative York

His Story

Once upon a time, there was a young man in York, PA who loved Wolfgang chocolate. But the real story was just how sweet he thought the lady in the competition was. How could he show her his true feelings? Ah, he knew the answer-- build her a house of candy. The house had Gummi Bears and Snickers bars and it even had a hot chocolate fountain. He then thought of making her a candy cane crown, because she's the most beautiful princess he’s ever seen.
When he shows it to her, she gasps and says “That is a very interesting candy house. Can I go in?”
“Of course,” he said, “if you will be my princess.”
“Well,” she replied. “I’d rather be your queen than your princess.”
The man was undaunted by her reply. “My love, your title does not matter. But no matter what, we will love animals and children.” Then he was silent for a minute. “But in thinking about our relationship,” he said, “You should know I am ONLY a jester.”
And the woman did not mind that the man might not be a prince or a king. She loved his kind heart. And she didn't ask for much. All it took to make her happy was for someone to give her a bouquet of flowers once in a while.
Still, she did not want him to think she was so easily won. “I am not for ultimatums, kind sir,” she said. “But I would like to share this lovely candy house with all the townspeople. They, too, must see how creative you are. And what a gift you have given me to share. Thank you for showing me what love is.”
So they moved into the candy house, which to them felt just as grand as a castle, and invited all the townspeople and animals to live there with them.The man became her personal jester, but he made everyone laugh. They were very happy.
They put signs around town that said, “free love here.” Their signs attracted a crowd of lonely souls. But because the man and his princ- Queen - shared their own blessings with others, they all lived in happiness forever.
The End -- or is it just the beginning?


*Please pardon any mistakes I made in interpreting what was intended to be written, and any clarifications or embellishments I may have made -- if you inspired me and I got carried away, then the night was a success!!       


Her Story

On a cold cold night in February, there was a house made of candy. In the house lived a witch. The witch had a kind heart.
The child's heart was not as kind. The child put the witch in the closet. The witch escaped out the window. The witch ran to the other side of the yard to see what was on the other side of the fence. She found a purple doggie digging a hole.
The dog dug so deep, he found a supersonic broom to escape on. And the witch escaped with him. The dog flies into the night with the witch. And they hear the music of David Bowie.
At the sound of Under Pressure, the girl’s unkind heart melted into liquid chocolate. The doggie, named Nelo, tried to eat the girl’s melted chocolate heart and became vegan. Nelo shared the heart with some other dogs. They were named Dublin, Bianca, and Mick. Unfortunately, the dogs who ate the chocolate heart turn evil every time they hear songs by David Bowie or Queen. They turn into crazy zombies! When they hear the songs, they start to scream “We will, we will, eat humans!” [Cue guitar solo]
Then, the child whose heart had turned into liquid chocolate floated down from heaven and turned the zombie dogs into cuddly puppies. The witch couldn't help but fall in love with the cuddly puppies. The puppies grew into even cuter dogs and had even cuter, cuddlier, puppies of their own. To this day, the witch and her ridiculously cute and cuddly puppies roam the earth.
The end -- or is it just the beginning?

*Please pardon any mistakes I made in interpreting what was intended to be written, and any clarifications or embellishments I may have made -- if you inspired me and I got carried away, then the night was a success!!