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Be a Thriver

19 Tuesday May 2015

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Irish Australians, Irish Famine, Survivor, thriver, victim

In style end of the XIX begining of the XX century

Victim? Survivor? Thriver?

Different individuals can go through the same circumstance and come out vastly different. Even siblings in the same family can react differently to trauma. What makes one a victim, another a survivor and another a thriver?

This fascinates me. So much so that my book, Torn, begins in Ireland at the time of the Great Famine and follows Mary who chooses to be a Thriver. She survived when the rest of her family died of starvation. But she does much more than Survive.

“The victims are dead. You are a survivor.” Those words are still as powerful today as they were when I first saw them. But, is survival enough? Not for Mary, not for Liam and not for me. My characters want to live the best life they can. Mere existence is not enough.

How far would you be prepared to go to get the kind of life you want? Many Irish famine survivors were prepared to go to the ends of the earth to make a new life. The ships they sailed on were called “Coffin Ships” because of the number of victims they carried. Some victims had no chance of arriving at their destinations because of their physical condition on embarkation. Others died because of the conditions on board, the overcrowding, sickness and disease.

Thankfully, Mary and Liam are not forced onto one of those ships. They, along with their friends and some of Liam’s horses, sail to Moreton Bay, in what was then part of New South Wales. Some years later it became part of Queensland but, that’s another story.

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Monday Moods

18 Monday May 2015

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cheery, happy, Mood, optimistic, Survivors

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Happy, cheery, optimistic. These are my chosen moods for today. Yes, I firmly believe I should choose my mood rather than allow external influences decide how I feel. No, it doesn’t always mean that the whole day is sunshine and roses, but it certainly helps to set the direction. When my ship gets diverted it’s a matter of resetting the sails and getting back on course.

Recently, I was asked what is the mood of my book. What a good question! I couldn’t believe I hadn’t asked myself that question before. I want to say that it’s happy, cheery and optimistic but I think I need to read it over again and check that that’s actually the case.

Some chapters are definitely darker, of course. No story about survivors who leave behind their home and build a new life half a world away can be all sweetness and light. Survivors almost always suffer at least a degree of guilt. But, as we all are required to do, Liam and Mary reset their sails and adjust their thinking to suit their new circumstances.

That, in the long run is the important thing. Learn the lessons of the past and look to the future. Yes, it’s easy to say though not so easy to do. An admirable thing in any person’s story.

What about you? Do you know someone who has done just that? I’d love to hear your views.

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Tuesday Choose Day

12 Tuesday May 2015

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attitude, choices, courage, fortitude, smile, survive

Every day we have choices to make-simple ones such as what to wear, what to eat, or what to drink. Other choices need a little more thought such as What do I want to accomplish today? How will I get through today? One step at a time or one giant leap of faith after another?

Some days the most important and the most difficult choice is to live regardless of the black pit yawning before us. It takes effort to dig up, from within ourselves, the courage to choose survival when giving up would be so much easier. It can take great moral fortitude to stand up for your beliefs. It can take guts to choose the right reaction rather than the easy one.

At times it can take everything we can muster inside to choose to love, to be happy, to keep our attitudes positive. Sometimes the hardest thing to do is to smile. But oh the rewards.

As a writer I try to give my characters that kind of intestinal fortitude, and to reward them with exactly what they deserve, just as I wish those rewards for you who read my words.

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Monday Muse

11 Monday May 2015

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New horizons, Survivor, The Great Famine

Famine statues in Dublin, Ireland“The immigrant’s heart marches to the beat of two quite different drums, one from the old homeland and the other from the new. The immigrant has to bridge these two worlds, living comfortably in the new and bringing the best of his or her ancient identity and heritage to bear on life in an adopted homeland.”
– Irish President McAleese

What would it have been like to watch your mother, your father, your siblings, all slowly starve to death? What would you do if one by one you lost everyone you held dear? Your family, friends, all gone leaving you the sole survivor.

Would you stay where everything reminds you of your loss? Or, would you leave your homeland, the place where your family lived, back as far as anyone can remember? Where would you go? How would you carry on?

These questions are the seeds from which my novel “Torn” grew.

(Image Famine Statues in Dublin)

 

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Weekend Writing Warriors

10 Sunday May 2015

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Colonial Australia, horses on ships, Irish Australians, Irish Great Famine

Begrüßung Stute und Fohlen Late for my first Weekend Writing Warriors. Humble apologies. http://www.wewriwa.com

A snippet from my as yet unpublished debut novel, “Torn”, my Irish Australian Colonial. Sailing to the other end of the earth, Mary and Liam are drawn together by concern for a horse…

“Mary barely moved except to snuggle closer to Bess. Liam, watching, felt jealousy rear its ugly head. Jealousy—of a horse? Surely that could not be! Yet his arms hungered for her warmth. He left the stall before his thoughts could run further amok. It was near enough to time for morning chores again and for once he was glad of it. There was nothing like shovelling fresh manure to lay such thoughts to rest.”

 

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Welcome and an excerpt from Torn

05 Tuesday May 2015

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Starvation

Peceful image of open book resting on a arm rest of a couch. Warm fireplace on background.

I’ve been staring at this blank page for a while now, wondering what to say. Ten poems in ten days but not all of my work is poetry. Apologies to those who may have got that impression. Yes, it’s time to step out from behind my poetry and say something. How about an excerpt from “Torn”? Would you like that? Yes. Okay. Here is a little from my hero’s introduction to Mary who is still recovering from near starvation…

“Is Mary sick again? Why were you carrying her, Uncle Liam? Did she fall?” Aiden asked in a loud whisper. His small hand reached toward the darkening bruises but stopped short of touching her otherwise deathly pale face.

“Shh, lad Miss Mary’s tired and needs to sleep,” said his nurse as she turned him and gave him a gentle push back to the nursery.

“Has the lass been seen by a doctor?” Liam asked.

“Yes, back in London Sir, but there’s little we can do. Poor lass, she tries but she eats no more than a bird. She’ll never be strong if she don’t eat,” the old woman muttered as she ushered Liam out of the room and closed the door behind him.

Reminding himself that the girl was nothing to him and he didn’t want that to change, he went about his business. But, the memory of her painfully thin frame and the soul deep sadness in her eyes haunted him.

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Torn

04 Monday May 2015

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Colonial Australia, Debut novel, Fiction, Irish Australians, Irish Great Famine, Survivors

Torn is the title of my upcoming debut novel, an Irish/Australian colonial story.
Leaving Cork Harbour, the “Harbour of Tears”, bound for Moreton Bay in colonial Australia is one Mary Ellen.  Here for you is a little hint of her heartache.

Away from my homeland, from Erin’s green isle
I’ll mourn you my dear ones for yet a wee while
You sleep and you slumber in graves wide and deep
Together forever I trust in His keep
I swore on your deathbed I’d live to tell why
You sleep in that grave now while others pass by
Our crops, yes those praeties, were hit by the blight
With nought left to eat and no strength left to fight
I promised you, Ma, I’d go over the sea
Away to that land where e’en poor ones are free
We sail ever southward, across the wide world
My heart it is breaking, for freedom unfurled
There’s Michael and Patrick and Denis and John
We leave you behind as we sail ever on
My sweet Ma and dear Da I will love you for ever
I’ll remember your faces. Forget you? No never.

© Zoe Younger 2013

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