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Rhode Island Author Expo Spotlight – Steve Porter #riauthors

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Steve and Dawn Porter manning the Stillwater River Publications table at the Scituate Art Festival.

Rhode Island Author Expo Spotlight – Steve Porter

This post was originally posted on Martha Reynold’s blog and has been reposted here with author permission, minor revisions have been made.

It was the last question of the session and one I was not prepared to answer.

The young woman had shown great patience, waving her hand at me in a non-stop metronome of energy from the back of the room. I had been speaking from the podium to a group of authors and publishers about the Association of Rhode Island Authors (ARIA) that I had founded and served as president. The story of ARIA’s founding is one I retell with immense pride. It’s a story of how a handful of writers who were dissatisfied with the attention their books were receiving chose to collaborate, and now just four years later, over 250 published authors had joined what has become the fastest-growing and most productive arts organization in the state.

“Your group sounds amazing,” she began. “Who knew Rhode Island had so many wonderful writers!”

“Thank you! We have time for just one more question.”

“With all the work you do for ARIA, do you plan to write your own book someday?”

Her question was worse than receiving a mailbox full of rejection letters. My heart sank; I had no response. I had founded ARIA for purely selfish reasons — to promote my two independently published novels. And now it occurred to me that after four years of building my platform, speaking and marketing, I had omitted one tiny detail.

Yes, I write, too!

Most see me as the guy who runs ARIA. I’m the guy who sets up special events, meets vendors, and makes contact with other groups. I’m the guy who writes by-laws, sends emails and runs meetings. However…

I’m also the guy who started writing in college and became editor of the award-winning literary magazine, The Great Swamp Gazette, where I wrote political commentary and satire. I’m the guy who worked in bookstores for twelve years organizing celebrity book-signing events for Tanya Tucker, Isabella Rossellini, Doug Flutie, Aerosmith and others.

I’m the guy who took 25 years to write his first novel, Confessions of the Meek and the Valiant — a gritty coming of age crime saga set on the mean streets of South Boston. I’m the guy who followed that up with the cozy historical novel Manisses, inspired by the rich history of Block Island that was an award-winner at the New England Book Festival.

I’m the guy who writes the humor blog, Along the Village Green, wrote the horror short story The Kanc, published an award-winning essay in Newport Life magazine, and won a fantasy short story contest in The Attleboro Sun-Chronicle. I’m the guy who in 2016 hopes to release a co-authored non-fiction book, Scared to Death… Do It Anyway, a young adult baseball novel called Fiddlehead, and finally finish my dystopian science fiction novel, Chronicle of Hugh.

I’m the guy who founded Stillwater River Publications with the love of my life to guide writers who need help publishing their own works.

And don’t forget, I am the president of ARIA, too!

Click on any of the highlighted links above to learn more about Steve and his award-winning work, and visit his website here!

Rhode Island Author Expo Spotlight – Patricia Mitchell #riauthors

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Rhode Island Author Expo Spotlight – Patricia Mitchell

This post was originally posted on Martha Reynold’s blog and has been reposted here with author permission, minor revisions have been made.

When did I first consider myself a writer? I never really thought about it. Stories play over in a continuous loop in my head today, and for as long as I can remember. (I’m hoping to go digital soon, but who has time?). Decades of meticulous construction have resulted in what is now my slanted but seemingly parallel universe that places me as star, heroine, beauty, clown, and the most popular victim simultaneously. But identifying the exact moment when pencil met paper and sparks flickered stumped me at first. Then I remembered.

My fifth grade teacher, Mr. Z, punished me once by assigning me a ten page essay about appropriate classroom behavior. Such punishments were aptly named “Sides,” as in 10 Sides, 20 Sides, and for some poor souls, 50 and 60 Sides or more. Each Side represented one page of white-lined composition paper. One could get a Sides essay assignment, or be asked to repeat a phrase, like “I will raise my hand when I want to speak in class” for a given number of sides. I dreaded my first 10-sided essay – what could I possibly come up with to fill so many pages?

Luckily, like many ten-year-olds, I prided myself in expressing sarcasm at every opportunity, and decided Mr. Z needed a good dose for daring to punish me, a stellar, albeit obnoxiously loud and awkward student. I soon discovered as I babbled along I had plenty to say. At the same time I found the assignment most enjoyable. Fun, even.

Fifth grade stumbled on, and I found myself misbehaving in hopes of receiving more essay assignments. Mr. Z did not disappoint. He enjoyed it as well, assigning me essays when he could have easily given me a sentence to repeat forever. “Ten sides, Patricia,” became a lyrical phrase rivaling those of the DeFranco Family, the Bay City Rollers, and Shaun Cassidy, feeding my twisted little fifth grade mind and heart with purpose.

Mr. Z began to write his own comments in reply, and handed essays back for me to read. Sometimes he would simply write “Ha!” next to a particular sentence, egging me on to write more. The punishment morphed into amusing banter and helped me survive fifth grade, the most awkward stage of my life to date (other than menopause); full of peer pressure, hormones and meaningless work.

After nearly a lifetime, I’ve gained the confidence to write for more than just me, or a teacher with an assignment due. It’s with much gratitude I now attribute this special time of learning to conquer what often fails me in the world outside my head: reaching out, connecting, and giving the stories inside me that continue to pile up a chance for release.

Mr. Z, thanks a thousand times over. Or at least 10 sides worth.

Patricia Mitchell recently published A Girl from the Hill: My Mother’s Journey from Italian Girl to American Woman, and is currently working on a teen novel. You can read more of her essays on her website here.