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Notes From Author Caroline Clemens

27 Oct
Cedar Point At Night

Happy Halloween! Happy Thanksgiving! And Merry Christmas!

My favorite time of year is approaching-so, I’ll be putting up the tree, a new one I purchased locally last year with blue, white, silver and gold bulbs. I believe it represents a new place in Florida. Still learning the area and waiting for the final words to be spoken, “The pandemic is over, now celebrate!”

My daughters are graduating college in December and June with a B.S. degree in Finance and a B.S. in Health Management & Marketing. Yeah for them and me! I’m the sideline coach and major cheer section. I couldn’t be prouder. Now for the wonderment, as they set sail on a new life away from professors and high rent in downtown Atlanta. My son has his hands on batteries and decided he’s ready for online college. He’s interested in a degree from Full Sail while he works a full time job. Go honey go!

Quarry Hill Vineyard in Berlin Heights

I have so many things I want to do that I need a few more decades to accomplish them. First up is more books to write, query, and market to readers, Netflix, and other streamers. I made my first movie while on vacation to Ohio. I need to add music and titles. Why? Why not. It just kind of happened like magic. I call it September Storm. My pictures are from Cedar Point, Quarry Hill Vineyard in Berlin Heights and my backyard from where I grew up in Huron. I took five books with me on vacation. I’ve been on a reading binge & reviewing blitz trying to show my appreciation for authors who inspire me.

I plan to return to my novel writing January 2022. After all … I have all this experience I shouldn’t let go to waste. Face it 2020 & 2021 suck, news wise anyway and the loss of loved ones. I didn’t lose anyone. My parents both had Covid 19 and the shots at ages 89 & 93. But its a slugger of a flu, a pure wipe-out for some while others didn’t know they had it. As a nurse that tells me your immune system is at work, keeping you updated with antigens for the future.

My backyard where I grew up in Huron.

I’m a planner so here goes …

In 2022 I’d like to write the 3rd thriller novel in the #SouthernSurveillance series which is basically a fictitious story about spies on your phone/mass surveillance, a historical fiction 1830’s-1970’s based in Palmetto, Florida with bits of Georgia and Ohio in there (think pirates, high seas, traders, and locals), a summer beach romance that will become a series based upon some of my favorite spots near the ocean-delicious, sensual, and architecturally inclusive, and finally three children’s books, two of which are written and all three need illustrators.

I hope to get into Barnes & Noble stores, independent book stores, libraries and coffee shops for meet and greets with readers. My books are available everywhere online & yes, I’m self-published and do it alone. Cheers to book sales, readers and reviewers; I’ll drop a fishing line to Netflix and beyond. Maybe I’ll get to see one of my stories on the big screen!

Happy Holidays America,

Caroline Clemens

AKA Kim Troike

To MASK or Not To MASK

7 Aug

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Covid-19 or “Chinese Virus” as named from the derived location of such virus has consumed us. On social media and the news, the world, and especially the USA, life seems to be coming to an end. “Turn it off” my husband says. I’m a writer and I want to be as informed as possible. Politics is an idea, the idea of looking out, being fair and voting for your area and elected official to office, to improve upon an already wonderful, though imperfect at times country would be icing on the cake. To mask or not to mask has become the “to be or not to be” Shakespearean question.

Back in March with the uncertainty of it all had most people wanting to do the right thing. Staying at home, homeschooling, masking, hand washing, and social distancing were a small problem compared to the projected 2 million deaths predicted by the CDC. One watched in fear as Dr. Fauci and Dr. Birx predicted this outcome. It was on every news station. We all paid attention. Everyone became campers in their own home huddled by a huge fear. We were back in 1918 when the Spanish Flu killed millions. The news said it escaped from a Chines Wuhan lab and they knew about it. We were now in the dystopian novel many writers had already written and the movie was now being filmed. When would the guns come out? More fear. Can you hear your heart beat? Hold your kids close! The grocery stores were cleaned out in those first two weeks. In the south we know that process-happens every year with the forecast of a snow. It could be a dusting on the pines, or ice covered landscape that shuts everything down for a week. Dusting or disaster we never know until it hits.

The world watched as Italy suffered greatly, with American states New York and New Jersey, too. More fear. President Trump selected the CDC and NIH officials to join him with Vice President Pence to give televised updates. Some information is better than no information. I believe they truly wanted to help American citizens entering a pandemic. One would think the CDC should know best about disease, diagnoses and outcomes. America always steps in to help for the greater good. Very sweet people indeed. I saw many people volunteering with food drives. Officials wanted tests. Remote work became the thing. Imagine that. Home school would now be in vogue. Sports was cancelled. Netflix soared. Booze sales went bonkers, guns too. And many people found that freshman fifteen again. Fin.

After two months when the dust began to settle, the economy which had shattered record highs a month earlier, tanked. Wall Street plundered. New York and New Jersey had the majority of deaths and were truly overwhelmed. Someone didn’t receive the memo not to return old folks sick with the virus to others. But the CDC got it wrong with the projected deaths. We relied on them over the years in Atlanta with expert advice. I personally don’t always agree with them on vaccinations/immunizations and possible connections to autism. They are the experts, they handled Ebola, etc. We are thankful their visuals did not come true in number of deaths for this pandemic. Seriously. New York was given tremendous help from the president with a ship in port and a makeshift hospital with all the ventilators one would need. Only a business man would have pulled this off so effortlessly. I knew as a nurse that 40K vents would not be used because that would require personnel beyond belief. So many people talking that don’t know what they are talking about. It would require 10-20K nurses. Not doable.

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Governors were given a daunting task, rely on who they could trust, experts, themselves, or both. Twenty-twenty has such a nice ring to it but my goodness it’s been an evil year. Printing money helps, I suppose, but then arguments arise as to who deserves it or not. Do college students deserve to make more per hour than last year’s summer job? Do older retired folks with paid off mortgages deserve money they won’t even go out and spend? Do corporations with high profits deserve money? Do rich artists deserve payouts? I thought it was the service workers living month to month that suffered the most. Could they even eat was the question? I haven’t heard one sports player complain about anything this year nor the singers or actors. I guess they are set. If they did receive funds I hope they gave it to the starving artist, restaurant, bar workers, low paying jobs etc. I bet governors wouldn’t close so many businesses if their own salaries dried up. The worst was a 7K fine and a week in jail for a hairdresser! Are you kidding me? The system already takes from these individuals in taxes, licenses, and fees. It’s a wonder they stay in business. I should know I’m a cosmetologist and I opened a salon suite last year quickly losing 5K in rent with little walk in business. I was done. There was a time in May when people smiled, came together (social distancing from afar) and looked forward to summer knowing it wouldn’t last. But the spectrum of people’s fears, choices, and character would surface and it became very ugly.

Just so you know I am not a scientist or government official. I’m educated and informed and like to question what is directed towards me. Especially because I’m a registered nurse. Twenty four years at the bedside, as a manager, and in the ICU open heart teaches you many things about people and medicine. What May and June should have done is clear up this Covid-19. Instead lawlessness came out in the form of BLM protestors after a terrible incident. Was everyone feeling pent up?

I guess you could call 2020 “The Perfect Storm” or terrible tragic storm. Like we needed one more thing to fight about. Let’s see … war brings peace and rioting cures racism. Of course, we all despise the knee to neck on George Floyd, killing him over eight minutes and wanting justice yesterday. Cameras catch many things. Besides the addiction we have to our phones and information at our fingertips, we have these videos to help us circumvent injustices. That may be a great thing. A great thing for Steve Jobs.

 

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Now we have opposing ideas about back to school, business openings, etc. More fear. I am not afraid. Why? Maybe because I am a nurse and I’ve been exposed to numerous infections, viruses, etc., over the years. If two million or even 500K deaths had occurred, you can bet I’d be worried. You cannot pin every Covid-19 virus to a death. People die every year, let’s make sure they were comfortable and not in pain. You should talk with a nurse, everyone knows a nurse, and he or she can comfort you and keep you safe. Do your best-that’s it. Then don’t worry. The numbers are not there. I have twin daughters-one got it and the other tested negative. They live together. You see. America is a country that bends to many under the rule of law. We must pay our taxes, obtain a driver’s license, put our kids in school, and obey the laws to peacefully coexist. Other than that we have many freedoms which we must keep, to pursue happiness and keep America great. Fight back in a peaceful way.

My suggestions are that we wear a mask voluntarily, social distance during cold and flu seasons or until we achieve herd immunity thru antibodies or a vaccine. And that immunocompromised folks don them as they know when they need them. Usually they have been told by a physician if this is the case. Schools should open, recommended by the CDC, and not place undo amount of fear in these kids. More disinfectant and cleansing is a good idea anyway. I think children spend way too much time sitting down at a desk all day. In person school and homeschooling should be the norm. Possibly school choice might be progressive and great! If you never try this you don’t know. Art, music, sports and useful skills are equally important to math and science, etc. Remember we are all different. Let’s celebrate that and showcase our uniqueness. All students should receive an associate degree from high school ready for business or a job, and two years of college should net you a BS degree in your specialty. Everyone saves money and time. What a concept! These progressive ideas may move us forward to be less stressed, feel more at peace, and have time for sports, true talents, and happier kids!

My recommendations based upon an American citizens view from a healthcare background who has three children: age 60 and over with medical conditions wear a mask and social distance as desired; school choice of in-person, home-school, or use government $$ for your choice; open up sports and venues socially distancing and/or mask use for three months. Discontinue mask and social distancing for all except elderly with underlying health issues. No fines. Let’s not be afraid to live joyfully. Your body is making antibodies, antibodies are a good thing, you are stronger!

Caroline Clemens

Novelist, poet, nurse, and mother to my three exceptional children. Am living my best life. Ha ha. Writer and citizen journalist from Atlanta discovering the world one day at a time. This opinion article was sent to the New York times, Washington Post, and USA Today.  Marketing my novels and currently writing a parallel (tragedy thriller) sequel to thriller “Three King Mackerel and Mahi Mahi” titled Magenta Fleurs, both set in the south.

Three images by I-Stock Photos.

KISS RIDE

22 Nov

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Hello Bloggers! I have a brand new novel out with three short stories inside. Just released and contains a beautiful story of fiction about Marblehead Lighthouse in northern Ohio. It’s perfect for the holidays and gift giving. More to come in the new year 2020.

 

Please have a wonderful holiday shared with friends and family.

I can be reached at carolineclemensauthor@gmail.com.

Kim Troike

Caroline Clemens *pen

Two Book Release

23 Aug

Hello Bloggers! Update … Bookstore

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I’m ecstatic! Finally my two books have been released in print & digital. The digital price is 7.99 and the print price varies. Order now as by October the price will be 9.99 for digital and 17.99 for print, unless you are a library or store where you can order for a volume discount. The covers are beautiful and were done by Daniela Owergoor from Brasil. The page count and word count for both are similar at around 290 pages and 60K words. I suppose this feels comfortable for me in telling a story!

I’ll be working a stylist job and plan to begin more novels this October 1st. I kind of miss the writing. The creation of it is the bomb, seriously. I hope you like the material I’ve put out there. The verdict of my writing is not in as yet. But for me it’s a masterpiece and see that’s a wonderful spot to be in. Liking your own stuff, well, that’s it, that’s life!

I created a new zine … that’s a small online paper for whatever you want it to be. Mine is thepearl.store and will be out 4-6X a year. I’m promoting others work and in the future more of my own. Win-win.

You’ll find my novels “Chocolate For Lilly” and “Three King Mackerel and a Mahi Mahi” here on Amazon

Please visit thepearl.store  as my blogging is done for now. My stories will be there on the zine along with others.

BOOKSTORE

Kim Troike

Caroline Clemens/author/pen

 

Pearl

26 Mar

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For some reason I visited the bloggers sites yesterday after reading a post. I discovered a series of photos from a photographer. They had been discarded and rediscovered. I looked through and found that several touched something in me. I sent an email as such. He said I could have some if I liked. I picked many and found my favorite, only knowing that the lady reminded me of something, several things.

The elderly woman I shall call Pearl (the name of the magazine I hope to start this August). Pearl was my grandmother, very near and dear. My other grandmother lived on an island way up north. She was a very hard worker, kind of like the lady shown. There’s a third element I’ll save for the end. Who cares about these ladies? I do. I listened to their stories over the years, over and over. I spent numerous hours within their care and guidance. That’s what happens when your mother has five children. You become the babysitter or end up at grandma’s house. I count that as a blessing!

Endless hours of coloring books, making brownies, watching cartoons, running up to the corner drugstore buying whatever you want, like candy. The other grandmother lived so far away you had to spend the summer there. Wow. I was on my own. I had to learn to cook, to fish, to milk cows, bail boats, raise the flag on the pole and take it down securely and properly with pride. Then there was church-that’s a segment by itself. You see I had no complaints growing up; I was too busy. I loved it.

I wonder about the lady in the picture. Where is she going? Is she off to the market to buy a fresh catch? Or has she just been to church and given little of her little cash worth? What story has she told her grandchildren? Does she have any? Who cares? I do. We need to care about these ladies who have weathered everything. They have little money, little things, but pride, oh yes. And stories to tell if you listen. We’ve moved away so our youth have very few elders to help them and make them feel empowered by ones that love them. Day care has walls and strange faces, at first, anyway. Family should take care of family when available. Impressions are being made on your little humans wherever you plant them. Love them good.

You see my own mother lost her husband to a tragedy while pregnant with me. What did she do? She went back to work and hired a nanny for my sister and I. They tell me I had a black nanny. I don’t remember. But possibly my brain remembers and that’s why this picture touches me. I wonder what stories she told me? I have a connection as I started out in life and it was a person of color that affected and touched me. I’m sure of it. She spent every day with me while my mother worked. That and the purse. While that woman in the picture holds onto her purse my very own grandmother had one of her own.

My beautiful Pearl clutched onto her purse with her money in it after she sold her home. She lay bedridden for many years prior but had bought and sold her home herself. She had worked her entire life and the money lay in her purse for a little while anyway. These are the threads of life in all of us. These are our connections. They’ve been there all along we just become numb through others not telling us the correct stories or are out for our money, or prevent us from getting ahead through inequality. The picture above is my Pearl, not my biologic Pearl, but the story of who we are. She had legs that took her places while my grandmother did not. But they both had the purse. And I care about that. Pearl is a great name for a magazine I think. What do you think?

You never know when inspiration will strike. And boy did it strike me yesterday. I am actually on hiatus as I’ve just released two books, one in December and the other a few weeks ago. Why am I on hiatus? From writing? Because I’m selling my home. That’s big business with going through everything from a lifetime, to cleaning, to Goodwill and beyond. Oh yeah: the windows, the gutters, the carpets must all be cleaned, and of course, the storage room and garage, too. We must make it look glorious for a prospective new home owner!

Put the sign in the yard. What for? We have the internet. Take the pet with you when you leave to show the house. Details. I’m headed for that simpler life. How on earth did I do it all?

By Caroline Clemens

Photography by APMcGrath

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Ft. Myers June 2017

27 Aug

Welcome to my blog ‘theivorytide!’ It’s a mix of travel, beaches, museums, oceans, my store, and a little bit of music. I still love coming here and I hope you do too. My travel has not been what it once was as I had to budget the teens, job loss, etc. However, I found a way and this past June I took my newly graduated girls to Ft. Myers, Florida.

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The graduation party from high school was June 3rd and we left the fourth. I’m not so sure that was smart as the dining room table was still full of party glitz when I returned. The beautiful picture above is a moonset. Yes, that’s my unofficial term for the moon going down at about 4:30 am. After several days of rain (I forgot the beginning of June is Florida’s rainy season) for some reason I awoke very early and went to the window. My beautiful surprise was this gorgeous setting filling the sky. Our room was directly on the beach, lucky me! The blues were soft, serene, and soul filling with love. That’s my best description. I had never seen anything like it; soon it was gone but I did capture it.

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Midway through the week one of my daughter’s and I headed for the opposite coast as in east coast. Her orientation for college was near Florida Atlantic so we drove there and back in one day. Of course, the storm hit us on the way back and hit us hard. A torrential pour with winds and flooding pursued. I made it but the only thing besides orientation to show for it was a lovely large magpie calling out at lunchtime. That happens to be my other daughter’s nickname, hence, she was near us when we were away. That’s a twin thing, trust me its real. We dined at JB’s on the Beach near the Deerfield Beach International Fishing Pier. This little town is quaint and right below Boca Raton on the map. Driving around here is quite easy on Ocean Blvd. and the sights are lovely, like you’ve stepped back in time when people drove somewhat slower, rode bicycles, smiled more, and adored the sunshine and view (no hotels on the beach side for a long section).

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I’m flopping around here, not in sequence, showcasing my pictures for you. This lovely hotel is a restored 1920’s Floridian Hotel in Bradenton, Florida. It is the Hampton Inn and Suites in the historic district. We stayed here on the way down from Atlanta and I was so glad we did. It is a real treasure. We walked to dinner a block or two away. Part of the street is blocked off and we had a great dinner in a bricked pub. The hotel was superb right on the waterfront over the bridge.

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Back down to Ft. Myers as we welcomed the sun which came out on day three after the 13″ of rain. The Florida people loved the welcoming sight of fresh water-we vacationers not so much. But when it did come out it was glorious, more colors, huge waves, and plenty of sailing. This continuous storm and enormous waves reminded me of growing up on Lake Erie. That small lake could stew up a summer storm in fifteen minutes knocking catamarans off their course. This day felt like home only I was on the ocean.

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We stayed at the Edison Beach House Hotel on the Gulf of Mexico in Fort Myers, Florida. It was fantastic! I booked this myself from the internet and it did not disappoint. The lady caretaker and her son do a wonderful job with personalized service. I would definitely stay there again. Each room is unique and you can pick it out online. They remain booked but check it out in advance to reserve your room like I did. Our views were superb and we looked out at the fishing pier nearby. The town on San Carlos Blvd is within walking distance for dining and shopping. You can even walk to the other side where the canal and port is for fishing, dining, watching yachts go by, etc. Named after Edison, the inventor had a winter home nearby, and this little charmer has flags from many nations out front. They care about you and this unique house on the beach.

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Beach shops, restaurants, and bars … there is something for all. Yes, I had a margarita at one of the places on San Carlos!

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I’ll leave you with this peaceful moon set! I only had seconds really to grab my phone and snap a few pictures as it went down behind the clouds. Many of us watch the sunset and the moon-rise but have you ever watched a moon-set?

Thanks for visiting the Ivorytide blog. Visit my store and museum pickles.

My newest fall collection is coming soon! Check back mid September.

Photography by Kim Troike

Graveyard

28 Oct

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Posting a grave-site from Marblehead cemetery in northern Ohio, which just happens to be my father’s grandfather (my great grandfather) and also a Captain. How about that? In case you were wondering why on earth do I love the sea? Well now, it’s in my blood. And since this is the month of blood, ghosts and dead people what better than the site of granite stones to keep them there.

I’m participating in the challenge from photographer Cee. Find her below; click on the link.

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My family and I visited this cemetery and other sites in this northern coastal region recently while I was in Ohio. There are many stories to be told from the past which give us a sense of who we are and maybe why we love what we do. Follow me here on theivorytide.com for more posts about this region and the fabulous lighthouse that rests on the rocky point.

Photography by  Caroline Clemens

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