Archive for October, 2009

12
Oct

Day 6: Florence and Tuscany

   Posted by: GG Vandagriff    in travel

I am here to tell you that the movie Room with a View took serious poetic license!  There is no fountain in the Santo Croce square (where the man was knifed) and the Arno is blocks away!  These two facts seriously messed up our attempt to locate the Church this morning.  On top of that, most of the interior was under scaffolding, however, I still didn’t recognize it as the interior in the movie!

But on to much better things:  Cooking Lesson!  In the Tuscan countryside!  In a farmhouse that is over 1,000 years old (only some parts, the refrigerator and bathroom are more modern) and sits on a hill in the middle of a grove of olive trees!  Did you know that there are only three ingredients in pasta?  A special kind of Italian flour called Semoina (I think), egg, and salt!  The secret is in the kneading (until it is as “smooth as a baby’s bottom”) and a handy dandy chrome Italian pasta machine which eventually rolls it out paper thin.  (The lack of pasta machines during the Renaissance is what I blame for the enormous Titian arm syndrome)

Our group made spinach-ricotta ravioli and fettuccine.  It was amazingly good, almost as good as all the other goodies our hostess made, especially the tiramisu.  However, the real winner of the day was the Tuscan countryside.  Take it from me, there is no poetic license taken in raptures concerning that!  It is probably one of the most beautiful spots on earth.  It is my idea of the Garden of Eden. 

As you can tell, David had a marvelous time with his camera!

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11
Oct

Florence-Day 5, The Sabbath

   Posted by: GG Vandagriff    in Essays, Spiritual Musings

This is going to be a different kind of post.  I apologize beforehand if it offends anyone.  However, the massive good will and spirit we felt in the Firenzi Second Branch this morning, was thoroughly bludgeoned by reading an article by my favorite columnist, Charles Krauthammer called “Decline is a Choice.”  Being “out of the world” these few days has been heady and exciting, however Krauthammer’s words recalled me to the state of things in my own coutry.  Decline of power may be inevitable (though Krauthammer says it isn’t, despite our present direction), but what I lament is the moral decline.  I am glad most WWII vets are dead or dying so that they don’t know the hell that they trudged through so heroically was “morally wrong.”  I hope that anyone who doesn’t believe evil exists, will take a refresher course and read The Last Waltz.  Fascism was born in a world where people had given up on morals, largely because of the waste of life that was World War I.  Germany’s revenge focused on the Jews and the Slavs as their worst enemies.  We know about the wholesale slaughter and the death camps.  They were unconscionable.

But what about our own society?  What have unborn fetuses ever done to us?  Surely, in all the world, they are the most innocent of beings.  Yet they are being murdered by the millions.  This is not a political choice, it’s a moral choice, and that’s what worries me about America.

The only choice we have really is to change our own hearts to be submissive to Christ, and to preach this unpopular doctrine everywhere we can.  We must be courageous. We need not be angry about political misdeeds, and resigned to our own downfall.  We must continue to do good, to be righteous, not to be ashamed of our Savior, even if it is “politcally incorrect.”

Those of us who are writers are in a unique position to teach truth.  And all truth is centered in Jesus Christ.  Let’s not lose our perspective in this climate of rage and fear.  Let’s take a leaf from our prophet’s book and “be of good cheer,” spreading that cheer as broadly as we can.

It has been many generations since we, as a Church, have needed the kind of individual relationship with the Lord that we need now.  Each of us must internalize guidance from the Spirit to keep us optimistic and headed in the right direction to build the Kingdom. This is a critical time.   There is something required of each of us.  That something can most often be found as we fight to overcome trials and in doing so forge the faith that the pioneers had.  Our true identities do not become clear while we are living a life of ease.  They only become clear when our way has become so difficult that we must take the Savior’s hand and follow him through the rocky terrain.  The feel of our hand in His, the presence of Him in our lives, will sanctify us.  If we stay true to the covenants we have made to sacrifice and consecrate, we will find that we have power for good that we never dreamed of.

Nephi said, speaking of our day: "And I, Nephi, beheld the power of the Lamb of God that it descended upon the saints of the church of the Lamb, and upon the covenant  people of the Lord, who were scattered upon all the face of the earth; and they were armed with righteousness and with the power of God in great glory." (1 Nephi 14:14)  Where do we become the "covenant people of the Lord?"  In the temples.  So as riots rage, and tempests storm upon the wicked, if we are faithful temple-goers, we will not only be spared, but even t in our scattered state we  will be armed with righteousness and with the Power of God in great glory."

In the temples.  So as riots rage, and tempests storm upon the wicked, if we are faithful temple-goers, we will not only be spared, but even t in our scattered state we  will be armed with righteousness and with the Power of God in great glory."

The most important thing I did today was not to fear and tremble.  The most important thing I did today was to take the sacrament and remember my covenants.

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10
Oct

Day 4-Florence

   Posted by: GG Vandagriff    in travel

In spite of intermittent showers and some heavy-duty exhaustion on my part, today was glorious.  I discovered the Firenze Market Centrale! Had tons of fun buying presents for the fam and a gorgeous purse for myself (the most beautiful thing I’ve ever had) that David talked me into, by telling me he’d buy the ring I paid for yesterday, since it was after all our anniversary.  The wonderful Italian I bought my purse from took me into his very upscale shop and picked out the perfect purse for my personality (bad pun).  AFTER the sale, I found out he was investigating the church!  He told us what bus to take to get there tomorrow.  We parted with a kiss.  Ah Italians!

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David then dropped me off at a delicious Tratorria, where I had a wonderful lunch of vegetables and Brie, roasted together.  He delivered our shopping bags to our B & B and returned to eat lunch with me.  It was a tiny restaurant with excellent food (recommended by our B & B proprietor)and there wasn’t anyone in there who even spoke English!  (Everyone seems to speak English here)

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After that we finished up the afternoon in the Cathedral of the Medicis.  We have noticed that the churches here are treated much more sacredly than those in other European countries we have visited.  We are asked to be quiet, because there are people praying.  And despite the huge number of churches and cathedrals in Florence, this one holds mass every morning and night.  It was not overly ornamented, but was beautiful, serene, and tasteful.

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Then I came home and crashed for three hours.  I woke up at 3:00 am last night with an idea for my novel that kept me awake.  Unfortunately, this is not a rare occurrence.

Buena Note!

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9
Oct

Florence-Day 3

   Posted by: GG Vandagriff    in travel

Today began with a hair-raising taxi ride to the Uffizi Museum—custodian of the finest gems of the Renaissance.  I was thrilled to find that among its most treasured paintings was the original of a print hanging in a gilt frame in my family room.  I had inherited it from my father who had had it since before I was born.  I did not know who the artist was, or that the lady depicted was a Medici princess (Medici’s were the First Family of Florence, patrons of Michelangelo and many great artists).

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While Renaissance art is not my favorite, the four hours we spent in the museum were delightful.  Afterwards, we dined on coca cola and torte on the terrace overlooking many of the great buildings and sculptures of Florence.

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We then took a fabulous stroll down the Ponte Vecchio where all the greatest goldsmiths in Florence have shops.  I decided I absolutely HAD to have a new gold band and that I would purchase it with my inheritance money.  (I’ve had it for 2 years and haven’t spent a dime).  I found a beautiful filigreed gold band that is very typical of Florence.  It looks lovely with my wedding rings and will be my 37th anniversary band! 

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The views from the Ponte Vecchio are splendid.

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At about four we stumbled serendipitously into the most fabulous restaurant right on the river.  I had a pear salad and the most delicious pizza made from all sorts of white yummy cheeses and mushrooms.  For dessert we had lots of little mini creations, which were the specialties of the house.  We sat for 2 1/2 hours.  I’m trying to teach David to live in the moment. (Comment from David – GG was living in the moment.  This was our waiter.)

Plans for tomorrow:  Following Lucy Honeychurch’s footsteps in Santa Croce, shopping at the Market Centrale for bargains.

Monday: A cooking class in the country  (my crazy ladies would do this)

Later in the week: A day trip to Puccini’s hometown with an evening of my favorite arias (my ladies like them, too), a visit to a local spa (also something my ladies would do).

Thank you D.B. for publishing Waltz and granting me such a wonderful opportunity!

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8
Oct

Florence—Day One and Two

   Posted by: GG Vandagriff    in travel

We arrived at our B & B (lovely and modern with a balcony and a 21st century private bath and TV that gets the BBC and lots of other foreign stations) around 2:00 pm yesterday and promptly went to bed and slept soundly until 5:00.  We then roused ourselves, showered and dressed and braved the streets, trying to find a recommended restaurant.  Unfortunately, the Italians were very helpful, pointing us in contrary directions, until we gave up and settled for a lovely dinner at Il Clarinneti around the corner from our B & B.

Our dinner was great.  I  had prosciutto and melon to start and shrimp and clam linguine (homemade noodles al dente)   And of course I had wonderful chocolate gelato for dessert.

That was about it for Day One.  Remember, I am still nursing a hip back to health, and haven’t been able to exercise.  Plus, in Chicago, I had been forced to sprint at full speed, towing a bag, down the concourse as our flight had landed just as the final boarding call was announced for our flight to Munich!

Today we got up and breakfasted on yummy bread and jam and juice.  Then, following our ablutions, we caught the bus for packed tourist area of the Duomo—Florence’s cathedral, which David will attach pictures of.  It was magnificent, but far far more crowded than I remembered from 40 years ago.  The bronze and gold doors of the baptistry were stunning, representing the very first work of Renaissance Art.

After lounging in the comparitive calm of an outdoor cafe (another gelato!) where the proprietor accosted all passers-by guessing at their native tongue, we enjoyed the gorgeously modern Duomo museum.  The sculptures which had been taken out of the Duomo were truly breathtaking in this cool, skylit environment.  My favorites were the amazingly modern bronze of Mary Magdalene.  She was set at a distance and appeared to be gazing at the altarpiece (a crucifix), though they were two entirely different sculptures.  My other favorite was the unfinished pieta by Michelangelo.  We spent several hours doing a very liesurely tour.  It is so nice that we have 2 weeks here and don’t have to worry about anything except what my crazy ladies would be likely to do.  It was hot and crowded and we were tired, so we splurged on a taxi to take us back to the B & B, where we are reading up on Michelangelo and the tour guide for the Uffizi—the greatest repository of Italian Renaissance paintings in Europe—where we will visit tomorrow.

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In thinking of what my crazy ladies would do if they were here (if you don’t know, the whole reason for my trip is to research my next novel—The Crazy Ladies of Oakwood: Vol. 1, the Florentine Escapade), I have decided that at least one of them would take a cooking class.  This is not something I would do (I hate cooking), but definitely something one of them would do.  They would also visit the birthplace of Puccini and hear a concert in his birthplace—a short train ride away, so we are going to have to figure out the Italian train system.

Visiting here in my 60’s is a whole lot different than when I was 20!  But, so far a good time is being had by all.

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4
Oct

Glorious Conference

   Posted by: GG Vandagriff    in Future Plans, Reviews

Have had such a wonderful time watching conference.  My heart is full.  I have received many impressions of things that I need to do.  I am so grateful to all my friends and fans with whom I share my writing world.  It is indeed a blessing that at this time in my life when my body is beginning to show signs of wear and tear, that the Lord sustains me in a newly found career as a writer.  After 25 years of illness, it is wonderful to feel fruitful and full of purpose and ideas.

I have been digging down in The Only Bright Thing, my latest literary endeavor, trying to follow my product director’s advice to make it "even better than Waltz."  What I have found has surprised and confounded me.  I have had to miss my deadline in order to make it the book I want to be.  I hope, when finished, that it will be a wonderful story of different kinds of love and different kinds of marriages, as Waltz was.

We leave for Florence the day after tomorrow and I can scarcely believe it.  It has been forty years since I have been there, and David has never been.  We look forward to relaxing for two weeks, taking in all the local color as research for the first volume of my Crazy Ladies of Oakwood series which is slated to begin in 2011. 

I have also lately been rethinking my decision not to provide a sequel to Waltz.  There has been such an outcry that I am considering it.  Check out the wonderful new review of Waltz on Amazon and Barnes & Noble. 

When next I write, it will be from Italy!

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