Thursday, January 29, 2009

That part of life called Death

Or, Hanging by a Chad in Flrida

As of Jan 7th, the plan was to take the 25th thru the 31st and drive to Florida. We would spend some time with my wife's uncle Richard and his wife, Kathy; then some time with my wife's aging and ailing mother and father.
By the 13th, Eileen's mother, Pearl, was hospitalized and Eileen had to drop everything and rush to her side. By the 19th, Pearl had passed away. Eileen asked me to come right down. That night, as I was packing, it snowed in Raleigh. More than 500 accidents clogged the icy roadways the following day, making my leaving highly dangerous. The following day was just as bad, as the roads were now covered with 'black ice,' making they twice as treacherous.
At noon on Wednesday the 21st, the sun had opened a small window of opportunity. I took it and lit out for the south land. Accidents and returning inauguration traffic made it slow going and it was just after 11:00 when I crossed the Florida line, still many hours from Pembroke Pines near Ft. Lauderdale. The Motel 6 was basic and no frills but got me out in the morning. I started out at 6:00 AM.
More than six hours later, I rolled into the cemetery with 20 minutes to spare before the funeral. Eileen was at her wits end having to handle the many details and her father. She was glad to see me.
I tried to remember who was who and was genuinely glad to see most of Eileen's family, though the day was a sad one. When you lose someone so close as a mother, it's hard to put into words how you feel, even when you know it's coming.
Death is part of life. It's the deal: this is Earth, no one's gettin' out alive. So you know that at the end of life, whenever that is, you meet death and that is the end of life as we know it. If it comes early, we are naturally shocked and feel cheated. If it comes after 80 years of living, it's not so much of a surprise.
It's the feeling of loss more than anything else. Certainly those who are left behind feel a loss. Pearl won't be around to make Green Beans with Almonds. Her husband, Len, depended on her. We called to ask how she was getting along. She thanked me for making my latest book in big print for her. She'll be missed.
At the end she was afraid. Talks with Eileen helped, but she was still afraid. It is Pearl's loss that is at issue here. Pearl lost her husband Len when she died. She also lost her daughter, her home, her friends and her body. she lost the sun in the morning and the moon at night, the rain and the breeze, the taste of lunch and the prospect of visiting her brother in Jupiter where he has a house on the beach.
We go berserk when we lose our keys. If we lose our laptop or Blackberry, we go ballistic. If I can't find my guitar pick I am inconsolable, and I have 40 or 50 - why should one send me into a dither? Because we hate the feeling of loss.
So here comes Death, and Death takes it all. You lose your very ability to communicate to those around you, because your body is gone. Your vocal chords, mouth, hands and eyes are no longer available. Your family and friends do not respond. It could well be this anticipation of total loss that creates a feeling of apprehension in those close to death.
There is confusion, too. Do I look for a light? Is there an angel waiting for me? Is Jenifer Love Hewitt there to help me? You may believe in Heaven or Valhalla, but do you have a coin for the boatman?
Eileen and I are rethinking our arrangements for that time to come. We are planning "Do-not-recessitate" orders and instructions for cremation, where to scatter the ashes and what to sing at the wake. I must remember to include a coin for the boatman.

Sunday, January 4, 2009

2008 Wrap-up

2008 was one heck of a year at the ol' Casa Batson for singer-songwriter-author-publisher Jon Batson and his “Marketing Maven” wife, Eileen.
Where to begin?? Well, it’s been 4 years since The Batson’s moved to North Carolina from Los Angeles.
Musical Notes
Jon has been and still is performing around the Triangle, Piedmont and coastal Wilmington at a variety of venues including the Festival for the Eno and the Carrboro Music Festival. His covers and original songs are all well received. In addition to performing, he also booked the weekly Summer Showcase at the Gulf Rim Café in Hillsborough, NC. Visit www.JonBatson.com
It seemed the election process would never end and Jon wrote a song in hopes that someone would understand what sort of change the country needs – “The Country Needs a Little Spare Change.” See it on YouTube.com. When the bailout took over the news, Jon couldn't stand the insanity of it all and put up another video – “I’m Movin’ to Wall Street.”
Jon’s monthly songwriting workshop, “The Song Doctor” for the North Carolina Songwriter's Co-op has been pretty popular. Several of the attendees have purchased “The Songwriter's Hook Book,” Jon's journal for songwriters. Both Jon and Eileen were very active in the Co-op’s Annual Songwriting Contest again this year year.
The Book Nook
Jon's Sci-Fi adventure, The Trasaron Chronicles, was completed in early 2008. His longest book thus far (471 pages) has been described by fans of the genre “ …as fast paced as any action thriller! I could scarcely wait to turn the page. Each time I was forced to put it down was pure agony.” This character driven sci-fi novel explores how a band of people survive on an alien world while making plans to recapture earth.
His first novella The Rands Conspiracy continues to be a favorite and is available at Amazon, Barnes and Noble and at select bookstores. Rands takes the reader on a Bourne-style chase as Josh and his development team run for their lives after creating an “experimental” spyware program for the powerful governmentfunded Rands Group.
Meanwhile, he took Honorable Mention for two stories, “Selfers” and “Smoking Bedpan” in the international Writers of the Future contest. Not bad, considering it receives thousands of submissions annually.
Jon jumped right in and began another novel and finished it in October. Nina Knows the Night, follows the adventures of Nina Richardson, a mild-mannered law school dropout who becomes a kick-butt heroine after innocently acquiring a metal case filled with military-like weapons. Determined to knock out the growing crime in her formerly posh urban, now run-down neighborhood, she discovers her superpowers to be her own inner-strength and purpose. Jon is seeking agent representation for this book, but isn't resting on his laurels.
November was National Novel Writing Month and novelists from around the world undertake to start and complete a novel (more than 50,000 words) in 30 days. Jon was finished by the 18th and took a couple of weeks to edit the finished work. It's called Deadly Research. Unpublished novelist, Jack Richmond, is given an assignment by a publisher: write a book that is relevant to our time. He begins his research for the book, not knowing his task is really an exercise in data gathering. Jack comes to realize the different leads he is following for the research all have a common thread. As the story begins to weave itself together, Jack and his girlfriend Teri find themselves the target of numerous attempts on their lives.
2008 also saw great changes in Jon's publishing company, Midnight Whistler. Once just a sleepy little music publisher handling Jon's CDs and a few songs that have appeared on TV (checks still come in from the song that appeared on Murder She Wrote). Now Midnight Whistler Publishers has expanded to include a nonfiction book, Walking Targets: How Our Psychologized Classrooms are Producing a Nation of Sitting Ducks,
Here's a blurb:
“In her latest book Walking Targets, education's whistleblower and best-selling author, B. K. Eakman points to an agenda that begins with increasing control by government of the childrearing process, luring parents of babies and toddlers back into the workforce with promises of paid day-care.” Visit www.MidnightWhister.com
Gleans from Eileen
No stick-in-the-mud couch potato, Eileen’s had a busy year. For the third year in a row she was on the Board of Directors of the North Carolina Songwriters Cooperative (NCSC), Organizer for the NCSC Meetup site and Assistant Organizer of Coffee and Contacts: Power Networking for Women. She has delivered a number of talks in the Triangle area on a variety of subjects: Networking with Social Media, Marketing and PR, The Basics of Effective Communication and more. Her speaking schedule is filling up for 2009. Her business, Batson Group Marketing and PR, has expanded to include clients on both coasts.
They cover a broad spectrum of industries – technology, health care, consumer retail goods and services, non-profits, publishing and literary, music, fitness, and more. She provides newsletters, business cards press releases, book cover designs, social media advice, gift and incentive albums from Amway Global, etc. to help clients to be well known and remembered. In November she helped Suzanne Caplan pull together Celebrating Women 50+ event in Raleigh for the online site WomenEtcetera! Visit her blog at: BatsonGroupMarketingandPR.blogspot.com
Family Doin’s
Thanksgiving was a grand affair at cousin Vicki’s in Wallace, NC. Jon’s dad Clifton came in from DC and we all had a great time. Eatin’, talkin’, visitin’ with the family, horses and dog. Jon's sister, Glenna, got a grant and will be teaching in England. She spent most of 2008 globe trotting after moving her headquarters to Pittsboro with husband Patrick.
Jon’s dad, Cliff Batson is doing great at 84. He is considering selling the house he bought in DC near embassy row in the early 50's and moving down here to be with Jon and Glenna. Stay tuned for next year's changes.
Len and Pearl Drillick are doing well after a couple of close calls. Eileen went down to lend moral support and work a miracle or two. Len is 86 and Pearl's 39 – again. It runs in the family. They have no plans to move; they're happy in Florida. Eileen’s Uncle Richard and Aunt Kathi are enjoying their beautiful 3-story beach-front home in Jupiter and welcomed family for the holidays. They plan to sell the place and start their world travels. So, if you know anyone with a spare few million let ‘em know.
On Human Rights Day, December 10th, Jon had a birthday, asking Eileen, “Will ya still need me, will ya still feed me, when I'm sixty-four?” She said she would despite the hokey Beatles lyric reference. Eileen also had a birthday on the 28th, claiming to be 39 – again.
Jeremy Batson, wife Cathy and the five grandstars: Jacob, Jordan, Mira, Emma and Eli, are all doing well and had a great Christmas this year. They said that we had gone “way over the top” on gifts, but then again, that's the job description for grandparent, isn't it?
We had to say goodbye to Cousin Azalee Sain, who passed on this year. Azalee’s contributions and tireless energy supporting many charities here in Raleigh made her a force to be reckoned with. The write-up in the News & Observer truly captured her heart and was a wonderful tribute to her.
Sadly, Boots the cat also decided it was time to move on. His fans abound from the Freewinds Cruise ship to California to North Carolina. He was an entertaining social icon wherever he lived.
What’s Ahead
Both Jon and Eileen are looking forward to a fantastic 2009, so it's lucky there is one coming up. Keep an eye peeled for Jon's next novels, he has four outlined and plans to finish them all this coming year.
Music-wise, we are adding House Concerts to the schedule and Jon will be performing. See our meetup site at www.meetup.com/The-Raleigh-House-Music-Meetup-Group/
Eileen is resolved to spend more time promoting them, her clients, as well as her own business. Both have decided to visit family, exercise, lose weight, enjoy all that NC has to offer; to flourish and prosper spiritually and materially in 2009.
To paraphrase Grant Cardone, the recession describes an economic condition, not individuals!
Wishing everyone a prosperous year.
Jon and Eileen Batson
“Tomorrow's a play we're writing today. We can say what is to be
For a happier play, my own matinee, I'll Awaken the Dreamer in me”
~ lyric from “Awaken the Dreamer” by Jon Batson