Seams Like a Story

August 17, 2026August 16, 2026

Sing: A Playlist for Life

A girl with long, brown hair playing a guitar — Me and my guitar, dorm room, 1972

You know how music can take you back? According to the Harvard Medical magazine, music lights up nearly all of our brain, evoking memories and emotions, and engaging our motor system. That explains why we tap our hands on the steering wheel keeping time with the latest beat blasting through the radio, or tear up when a song brings back memories of where we were and how we were with.

I grew up in the seventies to the sound of the Beatles, Crosby Stills Nash and Young, Carole King and James Taylor. As a young teen, I saved babysitting money and purchased a guitar. I took a few lessons and dreamed of being a folk singer. When it came time for college, I brought my guitar, a few plants, some pop-art posters, and my 8-track player. To this day, when I hear a certain songs, I anticipate the “click” right in the middle of the chorus. My roommate and I joined a “Friends of Folk” group on campus, strumming and harmonizing to songs like Blowin’ in the Wind .

I never achieved folk singer status, but I kept my guitar with me throughout my teaching career. I used to laugh and say I could play any children’s song with three basic chords (G,D, and A, the only ones I’d remembered from my lessons. ) The guitar retired when I did.

The other evening, when my husband and I were scrolling through our television viewing options, the movie Song Sung Blue popped up. Neil Diamond music was never in my repertoire, though I was familiar his songs. “Worth a try.” I said, and we started the film.

(Spoiler Alert:) A few minutes in, we realized the movie wasn’t about Neil Diamond , it was based on a true story about Mike and Claire Sardina, a couple from Milwaukee who performed for decades and a Neil Diamond tribute act. I found the movie to be rich in content and full of all the classic Diamond songs belted out in true-to-life fashion by Hugh Jackman and Kate Hudson.

All week, Neil’s music filled my mind and escaped out of my mouth as I went about my everyday life. I found that Brother Love’s Travelling Salvation Show is the perfect accompaniment for cleaning the kitchen. At my computer it was: you are the words, I am the tune..play me. And in the car I had to reenact the famous scene from Big Bang, where Amy and Howard belt out Sweet Caroline….bum, bum, bum…

I dug my guitar out of storage. I need to add a few more chords to my repertoire, but maybe, maybe its not too late.

Threads of Thought

Ok…your turn! Tell us about the playlist to your life:

What music influenced you? What memories do those songs hold? What music do you enjoy today?

Books by Debra VanDEventer: Out of the Crayon Box Until Italy

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July 20, 2026July 15, 2026

Stitching Up Memories of New Zealand

the author wears an apron she made from New Zealand fabric

What souvenirs did I bring back from my trip to New Zealand? Writer Me, brought back a journal full of detailed notes, words and inspiration for future stories and posts. Like my zip lining experience! https://seamslikeastory.com/ziplining-over-new-zealand

But Sewist Me collected yarn and fabric!

Since returning from New Zealand this spring, I have been working on completing my second draft of book #3. My yarn and fabric waited patiently in my sewing/writing studio. Now, with my manuscript in the hands of my beta readers for review, I needed to step away from writing for a bit–the perfect time to pursue other endeavors. It’s good to exercise my brain with creative ventures of that are visual and tactile.

This week I turned my attention to the lovely bird and fern print I had purchased at a sheep ranch (of all places!). the perfect amount to make a simple apron. I used a pattern I’d drafted years ago, adding in a yard of fabric from my stash to make it reversible.

But wait! An apron? Won’t it get all stained and dirty? Yeah, I thought about that too. But why not make something that I can use? Something that will remind me of our trip each time I wear it.

Hubby Ed does most of our coking, but I love to bake bread. Now I can travel back to New Zealand each time I make a loaf!

Threads of Thought

Have you done any traveling lately? If so, where did you go?

What are some of the things you bring back from vacations?

What creative endeavors do you enjoy?

You can find more of my adventures here!

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July 6, 2026July 6, 2026

Beta Readers

an open manuscript, red pen and a cup of tea

This week I finished the second draft of my third book, printed out copies, and hand-delivered the binders to my beta readers. (Probably most authors send out digital copies, but my betas and I like to mull over and mark-up paper copies–plus I love to feel the heft of my words! ) This step is important. It’s the first time the work, in its entirety will travel from my mind, into the hearts and minds of others.

So, what exactly is a Beta Reader?

As the alpha (first) reader , I have completed the manuscript to the best of my ability taking it from the rough draft to the self-edited second draft. The beta (second) readers act as a proxy for the target audience, and provide me with honest feedback.

What does a Beta Reader do?

The beta reader’s job is to focus on the big picture. Does the story flow through the story arc? Is it believable? Is it entertaining? I depend on my beta readers to note any places where the story doesn’t make sense. What needs elaboration? What can be cut. Will my readers be emotionally involved with my story ?

What Beta Readers don’t do:

Betas identify what isn’t working, but don’t rewrite the script. Ultimately, it is the author’s work and after reviewing the feedback it will be up to me to make the edits I deem appropriate. Though my beta readers may point out spelling, grammar, or punctuation errors, that is not their primary role. A separate proofreader will handle this later in the process.

On a personal note:

It’s an anxious moment, sending my work out there. I’ve taken it as far as I can go on my own. Of course, it would be lovely if my work is perfect as is, but it’s not, and I value my trusted betas. Their honest feedback will my my work stronger before it’s ready for you, my dear readers. I’m on my way! Stay tuned!

Threads of Thought

Go forth, my words and be brave. It’s a big world out there. It’s time for you to test the waters.

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June 15, 2026June 14, 2026

A Morning at the Lavender Farm

An Artist’s Date

Tucked away in the countryside surrounding the town of Oracle, about an hour’s drive north of Tucson, is one of Arizona’s hidden gems. This spring, when temperatures in Arizona were still tolerable, a friend invited me to sign up for a wreath making class offered at Life Under the Oaks Lavender Farm.

On event day, the mid-June forecast was for triple-digit weather. “Oracle will be a few degrees cooler, due to its higher elevation, plus, this is when the lavender will be in full bloom. We can’t miss it! It will be a few degrees cooler in the higher elevation. Bring a sun hat and water–we’ll be fine,” my friend said.

Arriving early for our class, we had plenty of time to visit the gift store where “all things lavender” were sold; shelves stocked with soaps, wreaths, and lavender-themed gifts.

Following the path to the lavender fields we strolled through a fairyland of antiques and unique garden art : a weathered wooden cart filled with freshly cut lavender, a heart-shaped sculpture made of aqua glass and stone, an aqua iron bench under the shade of a tree, a lavender-hued wringer-style washing machine.

Small groups of visitors sat around shaded picnic tables to sip lavender lemonade and nibble dainty lavender cookies. In the field, neatly planted rows of lavender waved amethyst-studded stems, sending wafts of fragrance our way.

When it was time for our class to begin, we gathered under a 300-year old Emery Oak tree, known as “Five sisters” in honor of its five connecting trunks. Carolyn, our workshop leader and owner of the farm, grouped us around tables set with grape-vine wreaths and bundles of fresh-cut lavender stems.

She demonstrated how to attach small batches of the blooms to the wreath using bits of wire, showed us some examples of wreaths she had made, then turned us loose with ribbons and dried flower accents to fashion our own creations.

While we worked, Carolyn relayed the story of how Life Under the Oaks Lavender Farm came to be. She was drawn to this place because of the oak trees, and thought lavender might do well here. The land was wild and had to be cleared and tamed, “sometimes with a machete,” she said.

Carolyn went on to say that often, as wives and mothers, we focus on our families. It was time, she felt, to do something for herself. This was her dream, her passion, turned into reality. It is obvious she enjoys sharing the land with others. Bit by bit the farm is growing. A barn and new bathroom facilities were recently added, with plans for a greenhouse in the works.

For me, this morning on the lavender farm provided an opportunity to express myself in a completely novel way. Unlike creating with words on a page, this medium was visual, tactile, even olfactory as the aroma of lavender permeated the air. An “artist’s date” my friend remarked, referring to the term Julia Cameron uses in her book “the Artist’s Way” to describe a block of time set aside to nurture one’s creative consciousness.

“Artist’s date!? Oh, I haven’t used that term in ages!” I said to me friend.

I was long overdue.

Threads of Thought

Have you taken yourself on an artist date lately?

You should!

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June 1, 2026June 1, 2026

Notes from the (Writer’s) Forum

the author sitting on a tiled staircase before the writers forum begins

When writers gather…

Forum:

A physical or virtual meeting space, platform, or medium designed for open discussion, debate, and the exchange of ideas on specific topics. (Originating from Roman public squares)

The Meeting Space…

Tubac, a town in southern Arizona (once the capital of the Arizona Territory) greets visitors with a sign: Tubac: Where Art and History Meet.” A few months ago, the director for the Tubac Center for the Arts invited me to join a panel of four local authors to discuss the topic “From Idea to Page.” I was honored to be included in this event and excited to have the opportunity to showcase the art of writing.

The Center is located in a beautiful, historic building that serves as the hub of the thriving Tubac artist colony. With over 3,500 sq feet, the center acts as a venue for artistic expression and includes a gallery, performance stage, art library, and gift shop. It is well worth a visit!

When I arrived the director escorted me to the library, a cozy room with bookshelves and comfy leather chairs. The room was set up for our panel discussion with a long wooden table in the front of the room for the authors, a couple dozen folding chairs , and snacks for the audience. Each featured author displayed a few of their books in the back of the room.

Let the Forum Begin…

I put on my Italian, lemon-themed apron (former kindergarten teacher here…I love a good theme) and took my seat at the author’s table. I took a few moments to silently rehearse the section of my book “Until Italy” that I’d be reading from to calm my nerves, I’m always nervous at the start of an event . My good friend and fellow author David Davis was seated next to me. We joked that maybe our spouses would be the only ones in the audience, but by the start time most of the chairs were filled and we had an enthusiastic audience (At least they were smiling, that’s always a good sign.)

After introductions, each author told a little about their author’s journey, then read a passage from their book. I was last to speak. When my turn arrived, I took a breath and with my best teacher voice (hamming it up on the humorous parts) I read a section from the chapter “How to Drink Limoncello.”

An Exchange of Ideas

A lively Q and A session followed the readings. Many in the audience were writers or aspiring writers curious about the panel’s writing and publishing experiences. Two women smiled and nodded in agreement when I mentioned that Julia Cameron’s Book “The Artist’s way had influenced me to write a book and become a self-published author.

One man wanted to know how to get someone publish his books. Each of the four featured authors shared their thoughts on traditional publishing, hybrid publishing, vanity presses, and self-publishing. Here is what I said:

“Of course we all want to get a big publishing contract and make lots of money,” I laughed. “I’d be lying if I said I didn’t get a rush when I sell a book. But I think that if that is your only goal for writing, you are going to be disappointed. I write because I have a story to tell and I publish my books or blog or magazine articles because I want my stories to reach others.”

At the end of the session we mingled with the audience and answered a few more questions. I was at the snack table helping myself to a bottle of water, when a woman approached with both of my books in her hand. She’d liked my presentation and thought she would enjoy my stories. She was a fellow artist , a painter, whose work was displayed in the Center’s gallery.

Did I get rich that day? Maybe not in the usual sense. But I have stories to tell. And someone was excited to read them.

Threads of Thought

What creative endeavors do you peruse?

What motivates you to be creative?

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