Night of Songs and Stories On Hiatus
The second Tuesday of each month, the Rehoboth Beach Writers Guild sponsors a Night of Songs and Stories. The evening features original readings (300 words or fewer) by guild members and music by local musicians, Stuart Vining & Amy Felker.
Each month a theme is posted (previous examples include “escape,” “blue or blues,” and “play as in fun or theater” ) and both the writers and musicians write/perform pieces that in some way connect to this theme. A variation of this is when the featured musicians post the titles of five songs that they will perform, with readers signing up to write a short poem, essay, or story that somehow incorporates the song’s title or lyrics into their piece.
Next Night of Songs and Stories
Annual Poetry Night of Songs and Stories
Apr 14 (Second Tue of the month)
Shrimpy's Bar & Grill, Midway
Cover charge at door: $5 members; $7 non-members
Readers: Patty Bennett, Judy Catterton, Ellen Collins, Gail Comorat, Erycca Curry, Robert Fleming, Ethan Joella, Kathleen Martens, Bill Newcott, Rick Palmer, Mary Ellen South, Sherri Wright
Music: Don Challenger, John Inkster, Kent Schoch, and Stuart Vining
Attendees: RSVP via SignUpGenius. Please keep the confirmation email you receive so you can delete yourself if you are unable to attend.
Readers please do not include yourself in the "Attendee" count, only include your guests
SignUp Genius How To
Click the link above.
April is different from the rest of the year. Poets submitted pieces Mar 1 and readers have been chosen for Apr. Please do not email Maribeth at this point.
Readers: RSVP to Maribeth: email@example.com.
We want to keep NSS as a respite from our 24/7 news, so we ask kindly that you refrain from political reference.
Readers sign up your guest attendees using the link to the left for the night you are reading. (Please do not include yourself in the SignUp Genius as readers are already counted in the limited seating numbers.)
Art, Capital A
By Maribeth Fischer
At the Edward Hopper Exhibit in the Virginia Museum of Fine Arts, I stepped too close to a painting, and a security guard swept forward, pointing to the line on the floor I’d crossed. Immediately shame flooded me, overwhelming, ridiculous, out-of-proportion shame. Even then I knew: this wasn’t really about getting too close to a painting.
I come from Artists—my grandmother’s watercolors hang in museums. My mother was a classical pianist. In our house stood a grand piano, harpsichord, and clavicord. My older brother, at age 8, received as his favorite Christmas present—a bust of Beethoven. For fun, this same brother, would don a suit, play a Beethoven record, stand on a chair and wave a knitting needle in the air, “conducting.” He charged us admission (Monopoly money) to watch. My younger brother played violin at age 3 and would become a renowned composer. Me? I ran cross country. Bus rides singing “We are the Champions,” and ten-mile runs, leaping over fallen trees, splashing through puddles. At home, I felt estranged. Art—capital A—meant certain things: Beethoven, not rock music; curated paintings, not drawings of runners.
Still, I attended Rhode Island School of Design, hoping I’d find artists I belonged with. Instead, I didn’t belong in a whole new way. Pierced tongues, shaved heads, wild scrawls of charcoal across newsprint—I wasn’t cool enough, ironic enough, bold enough, or just enough. I’d never fit in, though God knows I tried. Later, decades in academia. Art was Hemingway, Fitzgerald, Faulkner not Stephen King, whose work I once taught in a writing class and was reprimanded for.
And so my shame at the Hopper exhibit—a reminder, perhaps, of how Art—capital A—had made me feel less-than, and wrong. No wonder when it comes to my writing, my art, it’s the afternoons of cross-country that I consider my greatest influence. Veering from the known path, leaping over obstacles, running with all my heart—to cross that finish line.
Sponsor a Night of Songs and Stories for $250. This covers most of the costs for the musicians and our sound guy, so it’s enormously helpful and we are very appreciative.
In return for the sponsorship we will put a blurb in our weekly email (sent to more than 600 people), on our website, on Facebook and on the program the day of the event naming the sponsors as well as what or who they are honoring with the sponsorship. Some have sponsored in honor and support of the Guild, as a way to celebrate a birthday or an anniversary, or promote a business. Others have sponsored as a way to promote a charity or organization that matters. Our only request is that religion and politics not be a part of these events.
At the reading, Maribeth will publicly thank the sponsor. Sponsors may place a brochure or flyer or single sheet of information at each place setting.
Sponsors do still pay the cover fee at the door for themselves and guests. While we do everything we can to accommodate the sponsor and make them not only feel special but know how grateful we are, we don’t change the reading or the actual show beyond giving the sponsors who are Guild members the opportunity to read at that event and the opportunity to go either first or last in the line-up. Sponsors still need to RSVP for guests and if the event is full, we’ll move those guests to the top of the wait list, but can’t promise a seat, so it is best to let Maribeth know about your plan to sponsor as far in advance as possible.
Contact Maribeth at firstname.lastname@example.org to sponsor a Night of Songs and Stories.
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