Friday, December 6, 2019

Seattle Writes: Join Me in West Seattle!

I'm excited for the opportunity to substitute teach for Seattle Writes, a Hugo House writing program offered in collaboration with the Seattle Public Library. I'll be covering for Jeanine Walker on Wednesday, December 11 in the West Seattle Library. This is a special pleasure as I will be teaching in my local neighborhood library!

Join me and other West Seattle writers as we explore memoir and the use of memoir techniques in other writing genres. All skill levels welcome. I hope you'll join us!

Seattle Writes: Writing Circle With Hugo House

West Seattle Library
2306 42nd Ave SW, Seattle, WA 
Wednesday, December 11, 2019, 6:00 - 7:30 p.m.

Friday, November 8, 2019

First Concussion & First Review

It was supposed to be a treat to myself for the completion and publication of The Ex-Mexican Wives Club. The hills surrounding Lake Chelan were alive with fall color and autumn sun. Orchards vying with vineyards in a dance of glory as my friends and I arrived mid-afternoon. We settled into the cottage and walked downtown for an early dinner. Later, after a stop at the local bookstore to set up a reading and a few glasses of wine at a Chelan favorite, we stocked up on groceries and headed home on foot.

Was it the new eyeglasses I’d picked up the day before or the few glasses of wine I'd just enjoyed? Was it grocery bags in both hands and a crack in the sidewalk? Was I looking over my shoulder, cracking jokes at the friends behind me? Whatever it was, I landed face down on concrete.

It’s been three weeks since the release of The Ex-Mexican Wives Club. Two weeks since I fell. My face has healed. The concussion has not, so plans for public readings are still on hold. That said, I’m pleased to share the first Amazon review of my new memoir:

There are certain authors that I follow so I don't miss the release of a new book. Arleen Williams is one of those - one of my favorites! Of her three memoirs, this book, is the best one yet. It is a fascinating story of her years in Mexico and the people she met while living there under challenging circumstances. In this book, she traces back through old letters and journals to piece together faded memories of a turbulent time in her life - and then reaches out to find the women she knew then to better understand both her own story and their stories. This book made me think about the people I've known as I moved around the world. Imagine taking the time to find out whatever happened to this or that friend who was so important to me at one time in my life. But Arleen actually did it!

Perhaps this book is my favorite of the three memoirs because, book by book, more pieces of the story are filled in. In the previous memoirs, the years in Mexico are alluded to. With this book, those years are now explained. I recommend that readers gobble up all three memoirs, The Thirty-Ninth Victim. The Ex-Mexican Wives Club, and Mom's Last Move. They all hang together like an intriguing puzzle. Now I'm waiting for the next memoir!

Monday, October 21, 2019

The Ex-Mexican Wives Club: Here at Last!

I'm very happy to announce the publication of The Ex-Mexican Wives Club. This new memoir explores my years as an undocumented worker in Mexico City in the early 1980s and reconnecting with the women I once knew there.

Amazon has not yet linked the two versions of the book. If you'd like to purchase a paperback, please click HERE. If you prefer an ebook, click HERE.  I hope you enjoy the read.

Saturday, October 19, 2019

A Special Offer

Do you read Amazon/Goodreads reviews when selecting a book for yourself or for a gift? I know I do.

This is a request and an offer. I've recently discovered that many of my Amazon reviews have disappeared. These reviews matter. They affect book sales.

Here's the request:
  • If you posted a review on any of my books, particularly the memoirs, please take a peek and see if it is still there. If not, would you consider re-posting a brief review?
  • If you have read any of my books and never posted a review, would you consider doing so?
  • If you have not read my books, would you consider reading and posting a review?!
Here's the offer:
  • For the next few days, all of my e-books will be available for FREE.
Here are the links to get your FREE copies:
Here's my plug for the next memoir:

The Ex-Mexican Wives Club will be available soon. I hope you enjoy the read and, of course, I'd appreciate your honest review. In case you missed it, the back cover blurb is here.

Monday, October 14, 2019

The Ex-Mexican Wives Club: Cover Reveal

October arrived here in Seattle with a bite in the blustery wind and a new academic year, as The Ex-Mexican Wives Club pushes toward publication. Cover designer, Loretta Matson has done it again with this beautiful cover honoring the artwork of Mexican painter, Antonio Ramirez.
Want to know more? Here's the back cover blurb: 

HEARTBROKEN AND DRIFTING, alone and broke, Arleen Williams landed in Mexico City in 1979. There she built an illegal teaching career,international friendships, and later a marriage. Then, this invented life collapsed under the weight of family tragedy.

Back in Seattle, Williams spent decades banishing her memories of those years in Mexico, intent on being a normal wife and mother. But questions remained. Who was that young woman who created a life for herself in Mexico? Why did she go and what brought her back? Where were the women she once knew?

Through journals and correspondence spanning four decades, The Ex-Mexican Wives Club takes the reader on an exploration of unanswered questions and rekindled friendships in a world forever changed by socioeconomics and border politics.

 Want to read more? The Ex-Mexican Wives Club will be released this fall.

Monday, September 9, 2019

And I've Never Been to Vegas...

For me, writing began as an archeological dig. I wrote my first memoir, The Thirty-Ninth Victim, to make sense of the death of my youngest sister. My second memoir, Mom’s Last Move, led to a better understanding of my roles as the daughter of an elderly mother with dementia and the mother of a teenager daughter. Because I write to better know who I was and who I am, reconnections with past friends and university classmates became an integral to my latest memoir, The Ex-Mexican Wives Club, to be released this autumn. Now I have a crazy opportunity to explore the high school years!
I’m headed to a slumber party! Yup, a slumber party – with a dozen 65-year-old women! Women I’ve had little or no contact with since 1972. Some I’m not sure I had much contact with when we were in high school together! And slumber parties? Never!

I once attended a reading featuring the author, Ann Patchett. When asked about her writing process, she explained that she liked to put all her characters in a room together and watch what happened. That’s how I’m heading into this slumber party!

To add to the zaniness of my upcoming weekend, I'm doing a reading. I’m grateful to Wendy Marcisofsky at Copper Cat Books for organizing this event. If you’re in the Las Vegas/Henderson area, please join us! I’m excited to share Mom’s Last Move and am planning a sneak preview of The Ex-Mexican Wives Club as well. Hope to see you there!

Copper Cat Books
1570 W Horizon Ridge Parkway #170
Henderson NV 89012

1:00 – 3:00 p.m.
Sunday, September 15, 2019

Friday, August 30, 2019

The Ex-Mexican Wives Club: A Club of Eleven

The leaves on the redbud outside my window show the first signs of autumn as they make the gradual transition from pale green to translucent yellow. A summer of remodeling ends with new floors and bathroom tile, a main floor bedroom with French doors to the backyard, as well as all the unseen work of electrical, plumbing and heating upgrades.

It has been a summer of few outdoor activities such as cycling and hiking, backpacking and car camping. Even writing has been limited – only three blog posts since remodeling began in May. Still, I’m happy to share that The Ex-Mexican Wives Club is now in the very capable hands of Adam Bodendieck, layout designer, and Loretta Matson, cover designer. If all proceeds as planned, you’ll be able to add it to your holiday gift list!

This third memoir tells the story of my years as an undocumented worker in Mexico at a time when crossing the border for citizens of either nation was as easy as crossing state lines. It is a tale of people and place, culture and politics that no longer exist. Early readers have said it’s my best work yet. I’m excited to share it with you.

Here is the Author’s Note that opens The Ex-Mexican Wives Club:

Odd how only a brief period of time, just five or six years, can have a prolonged effect. How it can feel that it must have been longer, a decade or two at least.

In my mid-twenties to early thirties I was an undocumented immigrant working illegally in a cash-based economy. I was an expatriate in Mexico City from January 1979 until July 1984. For decades, vivid memories of sights, smells, and sounds of Mexico have filled my dreams and surfaced when least expected or desired during waking hours. For decades, I pushed those memories away, refused to speak the language I’d once mastered, intent on being – becoming – a normal, middle-class, American wife and mother, while having little idea what that meant. For decades, no matter how deeply I buried the arts and crafts, the paintings and books, the photographs and letters in the depths of the attic, the memories and questions remained. Who was that young woman who went off on her own determined to build a life for herself in Mexico? Why did she go and what brought her back? What is her relationship to the me I have become over the intervening decades?

The death of a dear friend, a friend with whom I’d shared my Mexico years, a friend who could no longer tell her story, led me to open that box of memory, a Pandora’s box of memory, and write the memoir you now hold in your hands. I tell the story through narrative as well as emails and Facebook messages, letters and journal entries dating back to the late 1970s. I include these original documents with no editing. All misspellings and grammatical mistakes in both English and Spanish are found in the original documents. The variations in how I recorded the date of each entry reflect my adaptation to the practice of placing day before month and the use of Roman Numerals. Where the original documents are in Spanish, I have either explained the meaning in the body of the narrative or added a translation in the End Notes. Given that my Spanish was that of a language learner, at times I translate my intentions rather than actual word usage. Dialogue is reconstructed from memory. I’ve altered or omitted names for stylistic purposes or to protect the privacy of those who might prefer such things.

The title of this memoir comes from a casual comment on a spring day in Hereford, England, during one of my rare visits. Judi was telling her friend Tracey of the conversation we’d had in London only days before with our friend Leandra, who much like Judi and me, had once lived in Mexico and been married to a Mexican man.

“We shall write a story of all our adventures,” Judi said. “The three of us together, each telling her part.”

“Yes! And you shall call it The Ex-Mexican Wives Club.” Tracey said.

The original club members Tracey referred to on that brilliant afternoon in 2010 were Judi, Leandra, and me. But as I began writing this memoir, I became increasingly aware of the importance of a number of other women who were an integral part of my life in Mexico City, and I realized they were honorary members of the “club” whether or not they’d ever married or divorced Mexican men. These women include Cathy, Katrin, Karen, and Julie – the California contingent. Evelia and Rosa Esther – the Mexican women. Bev from Pennsylvania and Sylvie from France. A club of eleven including myself.

Memory is a fickle beast, especially forty-year-old memories. I tell this story of my lost years to the best of my ability, a story placed at a time in Mexican history referred to as La D├ęcada Perdida, The Lost Decade. In the process of exploring these memories, I have had the joy of reconnecting with most of these women I once knew in Mexico City. I am grateful to each of them for their willingness to swap memories, for their encouragement, and for much-needed reality checks as I pieced together a story that took place in a world that no longer exists. A world changed by time and technology, by political and socioeconomic trends. I write a personal history of a normal life, a life of tedium and tragedy, of joy and loss, a story that is both universal and utterly unique in the manner of all personal stories.