Strauss has been the victim of sexual abuse when she was much younger and a cat she brought home helped her heal. Strauss said: ” Hannah had been traumatized in her past as well and was afraid of people. I was afraid of animals, especially dogs, so we both dealt with our issues through our relationship. ”
I asked Strauss how hard was it for her to get an agent. As you would expect it ain’t easy. She said: ” I sent out 100 query letters. I networked at writers’ conferences, I networked on Twitter, and on my blog. At one point I met Kaylie Jones (the daughter of James Jones ” From Here to Eternity”) and she helped me get the manuscript in shape to be marketed.”
Although Strauss is concentrating on memoir writing she loves writing poetry. She finds it a great way to express herself. “It is a foundation for my prose,” she reflected. “Poetry has a musicality to it and so should all writing to some extent.”
Like many Somerville area writers Strauss is a hustler: teaching, writing, giving readings, her fingers dancing on the keyboard at the Diesel, and loving every minute of love it. I always say if you have passion for what you do–you are living a charmed life indeed.
From Here
I am able
to overlook
the track
where the
people run
in circles as
I have done so
many times
now
I rest, I breathe deeply
aware my knees have unshut
I sit on the
metal bleachers
high above
freed
for a moment my eyes
my mind transcends
I look out
beyond the rooted trees,
the American flag half-staff
tied to its hard silver pole
the chaotic city, my life’s upset
all so distant, all so close
my fingers fit between
each other, my knuckles
spread, I am able to
bend without breaking
my tightened frightened
cramped hands, open myself
as much as is possible
to this world given my body
and spirit’s painful past
my elbows slowly, shyly
show their pale, naked selves
my arms stretch forward, up
I reach for the sky –
the clouds are like closed eyelids
the lashes spilling streaks of light.
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trace elements # 52 & # 830:
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“By associating with a cat, one only risks becoming richer.” – Colette
“Until one has loved an animal, a part of one’s soul remains unawakened.”
– Anatole France
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