Monday, May 11, 2009

NEMDA event at UMD this Sunday...

This Sunday I jon a group of nominees in the running for a book award at the Northeastern Minnesota Book Awards (NEMDA) at UMD's Marshall Performing Arts Center. While I'd like to say that my book, Cooler Near the Lake, is nominated because a juried panel selected it, I have to tell the truth. It's there because it was submitted by my original publisher and all submissions are accepted. Awards, however, in each of a number of categories will be given following an evaluation of all submissions by a panel of jurors and those awards will be announced this Sunday.

I join an outstanding group of nominees in the running for an award in the "memoir and creative non-fiction" category. This category includes some great books and wonderful authors for that jury to read and ponder. So, while I'm not expecting you to come to cheer me on or anything on Sunday, I think if you like books and would enjoy a Sunday afternoon at UMD's campus, you would enjoy this free event that includes a book fair, authors' readings, an interesting speaker and treats. It's open to the public and it's free. Here's the schedule::

Northeastern Minnesota Book Awards
Sunday, May 17 – UMD Marshall Performing Arts Center
12:30 - 3 p. m. – Book Fair - refreshments in the lobby
1:00 - 3 p. m. – Readings by nominated authors
3 p. m. – Speaker Annette Atkins/Awards presentation

1 comments:

Anonymous said...

good luck at the awards, Jim!

COOLER NEAR THE LAKE

COOLER NEAR THE LAKE
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Everyone has complained about it being "cooler near the lake" this summer so thought I'd publish the poem I wrote that became the title of my book. Bring your sweater when you head down the hill 'cause it's cooler near the lake!

COOLER NEAR THE LAKE (the poem from the book by the same name)

COOLER NEAR THE LAKE
by Jim Heffernan

They say we're in God's country;
And few could argue that,
With forests tall and waters blue
And folks who’ll go to bat.
But one thing gets my dander up,
Beyond just give and take,
And that’s the report on the radio
That it’s cooler near the lake.

It happens every springtime,
And in the summer too,
Just when buds are popping
And the skies are getting blue,
When the world embraces sunshine
And our bones for warmth all ache,
It’s then you know the reports will show
That it’s cooler near the lake.

It’s only here, and nowhere else,
That such a case is true;
In nearby towns and villages,
There’s no need there to rue;
They get the balmy breezes,
They’re out with hoe and rake,
But in Duluth, you know it’s the truth,
It’ll be cooler near the lake.

Just take a ride to Hermantown,
Or Hibbing or Virginia;
Go down to Minneapolis
If you think you’ve got it in ya.
You’ll find that they are basking
In the heat, make no mistake,
But in Duluth, you know, forsooth,
It’ll be cooler near the lake.

I sometimes think the weather here
Will never get past fifty;
If it happens to rise to sixty-five
Everyone thinks it’s nifty;
By afternoon you can bet your boots,
If you don’t you’ll be a fake,
By eventide the temp will slide,
And it’ll be cooler near the lake.

We love our lake, don’t get me wrong,
Its gorgeous shining water,
But looks are only surface deep,
There are other things that matter;
Like warming bones that winter froze,
And limbs that quiver and quake,
Fat chance we’ve got to heat ‘em up
When it’s cooler near the lake.

It’s not as though we don’t get warned
By all those darn forecasters;
I swear each night, as they give our plight,
That they’re no-good dirty --------.

They say the same thing every time
When they describe our fate:
We’re sorry folks, and it’s no joke,
It’ll be cooler near the lake.

I know the day is coming when
The real God’s Country beckons,
And when St. Peter meets me there,
He’ll ask my home, I reckon.
And when I tell him it’s Duluth
He’ll say, “For heaven’s sake,
“Ain’t that the place everyone says
“Is cooler near the lake?”

“That’s it,” I’ll cry, “oh kindly saint,
And in this realm please spare,
From chilly off-lake breezes,
And winter underwear.”
“If it’s heat you want,” he’ll reply,
In the other place you’ll bake.”
“Fine, send me any place except
Where it’s cooler near the lake!”

Originally appeared in the Duluth News Tribune
on Sunday, June 3, 1979