Thursday, October 26, 2017

Forest Folk of Wild Ozark

https://www.facebook.com/wildozarkforestfolk/ I love them. Such a cute idea and lots of work.

A poem About A Man who loved the Ozarks.

Laid Down His Spurs

This man worked the
land he loved for
over seventy years.
He started with
empty pockets
bought nothing
without cash
or something to trade.
Long days of hard labor
until he reached
into his seventies.
Then – he took
pleasure in his abilities
to be the best
 in hunting and fishing.
His pleasures in life
soon gave way to a
world of darkness.
His dark eyes chained
Him to his chair
Yet … it NEVER
claimed his mind or spirit.
On the night
God called him home,
he laid down his spurs…
and left the
             flowers
                  turn
                      brown.

© By Mary Nida Smith
Written in memory of my father-in-law
Edd W. Smith
Wendell, Idaho
Died June 4, 1986
Born and raised in NW Arkansas


Sunday, October 22, 2017

Fake Weather

Rain clouds circle
teases us with sprinkles.
Sun pushes in bright
shoves clouds back.
Dark clouds and sun
appear like two kids
playing hide and seek.
Dark clouds bellow
sun flashes light
sun is winning
rain lost out.
Bringing only pain
to my old bones.
 © Mary Nida Smith



Saturday, October 21, 2017

BRAGGING OR PROMOTING

  Have you ever been accused of bragging about your success when posting clippings, site connects, or your book information? You feel you want to share, how all your hard work has paid off. Nothing like, making you feel you have created a great sin. Yet, these same people love to read magazines such as; People and Entertainment Weekly.

What I don't understand, is, if you own a business, do crafts or write a religious book - its okay.  This is why social media (a blog and Facebook) are  mighty important to me, when I am  unable do tours or have signings. It is wonderful all the different "promote your book groups" that have started up. What a great service they do for themselves and others.

I have been blessed to have an agent and a wonderful publisher for my latest book. I had a running start with my book promotions they provided.

Do your friends and family understand?

I hope to do more writing on my blog, as I did when I stated it 2008, when My first book, Submarine Stories of World War II, was released.


Sunday, September 03, 2017

SPRINGDALE PUBLIC LIBRARY

Calling all local NWA Authors! Join us for author readings, Q & A sessions and a chance to buy local author books. Authors should register to participate by Saturday, October 21 via online registration (click on link below), email (jjohnson@springdalelibrary.com), telephone (479-750-8180) or in person. Space is limited.
Indie Author Day is Saturday, November 4 from 2:00 – 4:00 

2017 Heartland Book Festival

https://www.facebook.com/heartlandbookfestival/

Thursday, August 31, 2017

Poem "GONE."



  1.  I placed this on children's author David L. Harrison's W.O.M. blog. The word for the month "Gone."
  2. ABSENT
    Gone from my life
    Wildlife friends
    Herds of deer
    Special doe and fawn
    Turtles bathing
    Birds building homes
    Chipmunks filling cheeks
    Funny looking insects
    Snakes up trees, down holes
    Gone from my view
    I watch and wonder
    Where have
    they gone?
    (C) Mary Nida Smith

Look Back at August 31, 2014




A very busy time for me, I have several commitments to fulfill the next two months and I need to do work on promoting my book, "Submarine Stories of World War II" for ages ten and up before the eyes of an editor/publisher. I received a letter from my literary agent and she believes in this book and respects the men in it and she is working extra hard, so I want to do my part. The nine veterans(in their 80s and 90s) sharing their stories are friends of mine. Several have sailed on and I want school children, grandkids and adults to remember what they endured during the underwater war. I am so surprise how many people never heard of submarines. The submarines and their crew took over after the bombing of Pearl Harbor. God is in control and if this is suppose to be, it will be.