What fun to find a scrapbook from my firefighting days! Here are some photos of newspaper clippings of fires I went to.
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| 1977 |
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| 1977 |
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| 1977 |
Determined to write a memoir? Not only that, are you determined to publish your memoir? Maybe even traditionally?
That was me over 10 years ago. And I'm proud to say I succeeded in publishing traditionally, not once, but twice...but trust me, it wasn't easy, and it wasn't a short road. I learned the hard way...trial and error, and many, many agent and publisher rejections. I'd like to save you from that anguish...although I'll tell you, learning the hard way made me a much better writer. Anyway...
I came across this article and it was spot on. While the article addresses "what's new in 2026," that's not quite true. I read almost all of the points made here 10 years ago.
Tough to hear? I thought it was. But I also wanted to make my story the very best it could possibly be. If that's your goal as well, I suggest you take the suggestions posed here to heart.
The State of Publishing Memoir in 2026
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My quarters at Florida (Flor-ee-da) Ranger Station, 1976
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Fast forward 10 years. Steve knew I painted in watercolors (and had, in fact, purchased one of my paintings about 12 years ago). After his first poetry book published, he wanted to write one specifically about the Santa Rita Mountains, and asked me if I would be interested in providing illustrations for some of the poems, and maybe even the book cover, possibly using the painting he'd purchased from me. Of course I said yes!
After 4 years and 17 paintings later, Steve's book: Wild Ruminations: Poems Inspired by the Santa Rita Mountains (Wheatmark. February 3, 2026) released into the world.
I'm so honored to have been asked to contribute to this book! I'm also quite touched that my Forest Service career inspired one of Steve's poems. I'd like to share that poem here:
Summers of Fire
with sunrise
cold, heavy air descends
steep Florida* Canyon slopes
cascading around and through
mammoth Douglas-fir, ponderosa pine,
Arizona walnut
then over oaks, mesquite, juniper
and an historic work station
built years ago
by Depression-era young men
yearning for a better life
Florida Ranger Station
Forest Service firefighters
train long and hard
for summers of fire
build firelines
bust knuckles
swing Pulaskis
haul packs and gear
chase spot fires
work to exhaustion
tongues like shoe leather
back and shoulders taut as
a charged fire hose
perseverance and grit prevail
over burnt landscapes
after a shower and supper
guys and gals meet at a cabin
for cards, music, laughter,
good ribbings, and beer
and perhaps, companionship too
if these walls could talk
what intimacies
what secrets of the heart
what hurt, pride, and loss
would reveal
a fire crew’s
summers of fire
flor-ee-da*
Dedicated to the fire crews of ‘76 ‘77 ‘78