Wednesday, January 22, 2014

New Blind Fate Tourism Guide


(Click here to learn more about the current Mobile Bay SELTI Tourism Writing Contest).

Below is an updated tourism guide for the novel Blind Fate, the first novel in the nation with an interactive tourism guide (order here from Amazon). The guide lets readers click on links to the tourism websites of the real settings that inspired the story. If readers would like to tour the locations in the novel, these links will give them all the information they need as far as directions, hours of operation, ticket prices, etc. Montgomery is a romantic city, so I hope you will take some time to browse these sites and discover all that the Capital of Dreams has to offer. Blind Fate is a Kindle exclusive and was featured in USA Today for its innovation in tourism promotion through a novel.

The main revisions are updated website addresses for the Alabama Shakespeare Festival, Rosa Parks Museum, and St. Peter Church. These links will be updated in the novel at some point, but until then, this post (which is the first tourism link in the novel) will guide readers to the right places. There is an added link to the Railyard Brewing Co, which was the Brew Pub in the novel. The new restaurant is a different business but it's in the same location and still serves great draft beer! Also, Overlook Park in the novel is now Wright Brothers Park and includes a full-scale replica sculpture of the original Wright Flyer.

 

Locations in the novel:



Alabama Shakespeare Festival









 


Helpful Links



Sunday, December 1, 2013

Miss Alabama to read from Zelda Fitzgerald's novel Save Me The Waltz at the Fitzgerald Museum January 18.

Chandler Champion, the reigning Miss Alabama, will
give a special reading from Zelda Fitzgerald's novel
Save Me the Waltz.
SELTI and the F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald Museum are proud to announce that the reigning Miss Alabama, Chandler Champion, will give a special reading from Zelda Fitzgerald's novel Save Me The Waltz at the museum on Saturday, January 18 at 2:00 p.m. The excerpt will give the audience a sense of what was it like for the young Alabama belle Zelda Sayre to fall in love with Lieutenant F. Scott Fitzgerald during World War I in Montgomery. Scott Fitzgerald was one of many beaus who courted Zelda Sayre while training at Camp Sheridan to go overseas in the war.

In the largely autobiographical novel, Zelda's fictional character "Alabama Beggs" falls in love with the fictional "David Knight," an army lieutenant stationed in her hometown during the war. In the novel, Knight becomes a famous painter in New York, while Fitzgerald became a famous writer in real life. Both the fictional and real couples moved to the French Riviera and Paris before returning home to America.

Miss Alabama's personal community service platform is "Chandler's Challenge: Reading Is Believing . . . Don't Stop Believing," which encourages people to read every day. Both Zelda and Chandler studied ballet, which is a strong theme in Zelda's novel.

Thursday, October 17, 2013

Story About Thoreau's Walden Pond Wins Fitzgerald Museum Writing Contest




Walden Pond, the setting for "A Man by the Pond," by Jacob Lambert,
 winner of the 2013 F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald Museum Literary Contest.
Lambert is an English major at Auburn University Montgomery.
Photo by Tim Hettler/Massachusetts Office of Travel and Tourism.

Editor’s note: “A Man by the Pond” won first place in the college division of the 2013 F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald Museum Literary Contest. Jacob Lambert, the author, is an English major at Auburn University Montgomery. The short story is set at Walden Pond in Massachusetts, the real inspiration of Henry David Thoreau’s classic work Walden from the 1840’s. Thoreau’s work influenced the modern environmentalist movement and also included some wonderful humor and fresh perspectives on the traditional world and ways of thinking. After the story, please click on the links in the Tourism Guide to learn how to visit the real Walden Pond today. Please also learn about the sponsor of the contest, the F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald Museum in Montgomery.
Photos: Click photos to enlarge! The photos of Walden Pond in this article came from the Massachusetts Office of Travel and Tourism's Flickr page, used under the Creative Commons license. Many more pictures of the area are available by clicking here.


 

"A Man by the Pond"

By Jacob Lambert

     As the train came to a shuddering halt, Thomas Little stepped down the steel steps and out into the dry summer air. In the distance, he could see an immense pond, one surrounded by a forest that seemed to threaten the very integrity of the above crystalline sky. The humidity, along with the multitudes of insects swarming around his sweaty, waxen face, made him wish that he had worn something thinner, less heavy, than his current black slacks and grey wool jacket. However, that was the dress for the day, or what the gentlemen at Harvard suggested, but Thomas, now walking around to the other side of the train, his eyes resting beyond, towards the pond, was growing tired of these formalities, these outfits of gloom. Perhaps, the man he was going to see, the one who would lecture next week—depending, of course, on the merits of their conversation—might make his job simpler, giving a concrete “yes,” without his typical allusions to abstract philosophies. Then, hopefully, Thomas could go home and change, see his family, and, possibly, read—but he doubted it. After all, he was going to see Henry David Thoreau.

Walden Pond.
Photo by Troy B. Thompson/Massachusetts Office of Travel and Tourism
     The walk was a laborious one: tall grass, dried mud, and more insects, each making the journey to the minuscule cabin in the distance tedious, almost painful, but Thomas continued, his stale brown eyes scanning the ‘property’ for the man in question. Then, approaching the wooden refuge, there he was, sitting to the right of the cabin, his attention engaged to a small book in his lap.

     “Mr. Thoreau?” Thomas asked, confused as to why the man resigned himself to reading in the dirt when, just inside his tiny home, there was a perfectly apt desk for the task.

      For a moment, Thoreau continued to read, as if he had heard nothing, but seconds later, he abruptly slammed the book to a close and turned to view the heavy man to his right. He then stood, stretched, and nodded—saying nothing in reply. The first thing Thomas noticed was the grimy clothes the man wore: tattered, dusty slacks and an equally ramshackle black jacket. His black beard, seeming to cover only his jawline and under, was unkempt, and his hair, aside from growing wild on his head, looked as if he had been sleeping in the woods. But his eyes, deep-set and masculine, emanated intelligence, a sort of searing blue seen only in the hottest part of a flame.

An outdoor guidepost at Walden Pond.
Photo by Zeetz Jones/
Massachusetts Office of Travel and Tourism
     “You are Mr. Thoreau, are you not? Thomas asked.

     Thoreau, once again, nodded.

     “My name is Thomas Little, sir, and I come on behalf of the university,” he paused, looked around, and frowned. “Say, if you don’t mind my asking, why did you decide to move into such a…such a wilderness, something so far removed from society?”    

     Seeming to consider the question, Thoreau looked up at the sky, a dim smile forming on his semi-thin lips, and after returning his gaze back to Thomas, placing his hands to his side, he answered. “I wish to meet the facts of life—the vital facts, which where the phenomena or actuality the Gods meant to show us, face to face, and so I came here.”

     “I don’t quite understand you, sir. What life can a man profit from this place? There is nothing but sediment and emptiness,” Thomas replied, bewildered by Thoreau’s statement.

     At this, Thoreau’s smile widened, his eyes seeming to drill through Thomas’ own. In that smile, Thomas could see another, less appealing characteristic of the man: his unconventional face, the ugliness that surely plagued the tall man, another possible—if not frank—reason for his departure from society: hiding, not basking, in the wilderness of the forest.


Fall at Walden Pond.
Photo by Troy B. Thompson/
Massachusetts Office of Travel and Tourism
     “Life! who knows what it is—what it does? If I am not quite here I am less wrong than before,” Thoreau replied, taking a step to the right and walking past Thomas, towards the pond.

     “But what about the silence? Does it not bother you?”

     Without turning around, for his gaze remained on the pond, Thoreau shook his head, his mess of hair swaying in the wind, which provided no comfort from the increasing heat bearing down on the afternoon turf.  “Sound was made not so much for conveniences, that we might hear when called, as to regale the sense—and fill one of the avenues of life.”

      It was, Thomas thought, like speaking to someone foreign, someone lacking the ability to translate mind to mouth, like a child searching for understanding in grunts and cries. Thoreau was exactly like what he expected, especially after the briefing at the university, where warnings about the man’s strange sensibilities remained hidden in conversation. Only a few more inquires, Thomas thought, and then down to business.

     Walking over to where Thoreau had perched himself by the pond, Thomas wiped the sweat from his face and spoke, “There is a certain melancholy to this place, sir, or does that not bother you as well?”

     Thoreau tilted his head to the right and sighed, his hands gently playing with a small twig. “There can be no really black melan-choly to him who lives in the midst of nature, and has still his senses. All nature is classic and akin to art—The sumack and pine and hickory which surround my house remind me of the most graceful sculpture.”



The replica of Thoreau's cabin at Walden Pond.
Photo by Chiot's Run/
Massachusetts Office of Travel and Tourism
     “And what of religion? You spoke of God, but what did you mean? Do you attend sermon on Sunday?”

     To this question, Thoreau seemed irritated, for he suddenly grunted and tossed the twig to his side, his attention drifting from the pond to Thomas. “The preacher, instead of vexing the ears of drowsy farmers on their day of rest, at the end of the week, (for Sundays always seemed to me like a fit conclusion of an ill spent week and not the fresh and brave beginning of a new one) with this one other draggletail and postponed affair of a sermon, from thirdly to 15thly, should teach them with a thundering voice—pause & simplicity.”

     “So you say that it is too dry? Or lacking the vitality of truth?  What do you mean?” Thomas asked, but Thoreau had stood up and started to walk towards his cabin, intent on finishing the conversation with the closing of a door.

     His entire body drenched from the temperature of the forested sauna, Thomas, picking up his pace to catch Thoreau before he disappeared, shouted at his back. “Are you going to do the lecture then?”

     Before there was a reply, Thoreau was out of sight, leaving Thomas to venture back to the train, back to Concord, and though the heavy-set man thought of pursuing Thoreau, trying one more time for the answer, he figured he would just wait, leave the task to someone else more suited to it. The university, after all, did have other representatives, and Thomas, already exhausted, decided to leave the man alone, leave him to his dirt and trees.

     “Perhaps, sending a letter would suffice. Surely the man has a mailbox,” Thomas said, turning around, a smile forming on his thick lips.

     “Definitely, a letter will do.”


Works Cited
Thoreau, Henry David. Walden, Civil Disobedience, And Other Writings, Authoritative Texts, Journal, Reviews And   
Posthumous Assessments, Criticism. 3rd ed. New York: W. W. Norton Co Inc, 2008. Print.



TOURISM GUIDE


Jacob Lambert (right) receives an award and cash prize for winning
first place in the 2013 F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald Museum
Literary Contest. Dr. W. Blake Gerard (left), Lambert's
English professor, also received an award and cash prize
from the Fitzgerald Museum, presented by museum board
 member Martha Cassells (center) at a museum reception.
Photo from F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald Museum. 

Fortunately for modern literary tourists, the real Walden Pond has been preserved as a state reservation and is still accessible today in a condition almost as pristine as Thoreau knew it in the 1840’s. Any student who has ever had to write a paper or essay on Thoreau might appreciate the humor in this story, but it also reintroduces Thoreau to modern readers. After reading this story, I immediately pulled out my Kindle Fire and downloaded a copy of the classic Walden and started reading it again. I found myself laughing at Thoreau’s humor and found some new resonance with his writing that I didn’t seem to have when I was younger.

If you click on the tourism links below, you can learn more about how to visit Walden Pond. If only such links were also available in the book Walden itself, then perhaps generations of current and future readers might be introduced to a unique and inspiring literary tourism attraction outdoors. If every new person who read Walden in the future were to be offered links inside the book inviting them to Walden Pond, that could have a strong economic impact on the state of Massachusetts over generations, considering that Walden is a classic work that will be read by millions of students over time. The real Walden Pond offers swimming, canoeing, and hiking, so stop by and soak up the beauty of nature perhaps while soaking up some classic literature as well.

If you would like to learn more about the sponsor of the literary contest, please also click on the links to the F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald Museum below. The Fitzgerald museum holds events throughout the year such as 1920’s Flapper galas, book signings from New York Times bestselling authors, poetry and writing contests, and art and movie exhibitions, to name a few. Helping to judge the literary contest has been one of my favorite aspects of working with the museum. We do have our own tourism edition of Fitzgerald’s classic 1920 debut novel: This Side of Paradise: Interactive Tourism Edition. Our tourism edition also has links to literary destinations related with Harper Lee’s To Kill A Mockingbird.

TOURISM LINKS
Walden Pond State Reservation
F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald Museum
Massachusetts Office of Travel and Tourism