Jennifer L. Kronholm  

Connecticut Muse

July 17th, 2007

My winning book review has been published in the Summer 2007 edition of Connecticut Muse, though that issue is not yet available on the Web site.

I read it over again and was surprised by how good it was. I can be insightful when I want to.

I haven’t had a chance to do more than glance at the rest of the issue, but there are a lot of book reviews, if anyone is insterested in reading Connecticut authors. Some good beach reading in there, I bet.

I’ll keep an eye on the site and put up a link when my piece gets up there.

Murrow

July 6th, 2007

It’s been a while, I know, but in my defense, the wedding blog is going strong.

James and I just finished watching “Good Night, And Good Luck”. I didn’t know much about Edward R. Murrow before tonight, except that he took on McCarthy.

This movie blew my mind. Murrow’s prose is amazing and moving. I am inspired by it. And I feel honored to be part of the same field as he was.

I have so much respect for his work and for the work of journalists in general. I hope to some day move beyond my silly little pieces about spa life and community theater. I hope to write something that matters.

Traveling, traveling and more traveling

June 19th, 2007

Whew. Our three weekends away in a row are now over. We went to Cape Cod for James’s birthday, then to my reunion at Loomiss and then to Chesapeake, Virginia, for James’s sister’s high school graduation.

Two out of three weekends involved beach trips, so I can’t complain too much.

Meeting the extended family was a lot of fun, as I will soon detail in my wedding blog. (Someday that blog will even be pretty).

I haven’t been writing as much at work now that we’ve got an intern and a freelancer. But I have been able to really flesh out my Family and Friends pages (they don’t make it onto the Web site, unfortunately; if we end up with paid content, I totally think they should get up there) and actually write some stuff for those pages. It’s like a real section now! I’m very proud of what I’ve down with those pages. When I took them over, I would often only get a few inches of space; this week (and in several other weeks), I actually get two full pages.

People like to see their names in print. Or their children’s names. I would think that these pages would sell papers.

Now that things are a little less hectic on the weekends, I’m looking forward to finishing the house and writing some freelance stuff. I’m working on a spa piece for one of our supplements that will make a great clip for health and women’s magazines. Maybe even help with travel magazines.

And trust me, I am ready for the facial and massage I’m getting on Thursday as part of the story.

The media’s responsiblity

May 30th, 2007

A friend of mine, Jaci Holcomb, died last week in a horrendous car wreck. I heard about the accident long before I put two and two together and figured out it was her. When I finally did, I pretty much broke down. I had already put the press release out of my mind because the details were too horrible. Then, to imagine someone I knew, someone I had lived with briefly, someone I had shared a bathroom with, going through that…it was too much for me.

We’re a weekly paper and the accident happened in the wee small hours of Thursday morning, the day our paper hits the streets. So I looked to other papers to see if they were able to expand on the press release.

The Register Citizen carried this story:

Fiery Truck Crash Kills Woman
By KARSTEN STRAUSS
Register Citizen Staff

SALISBURY — A 29-year-old Falls Village woman was killed after the pickup truck she was driving smashed into a bridge abutment on Route 112 east of Furnace Road and caught fire just after midnight Thursday, police said.

State police from Troop B in Canaan responded to a 911 call of a vehicle fire at the rural location at 12:14 a.m. After extinguishing the flames, police and fire officials found Jacquiline Holcomb, 154 Barnes Road, dead inside the cab of the 1983 GMC 3500, according to a state police report.

It is unclear whether Holcomb died from the crash or the fire. Police are still investigating.

The impact of the collision apparently caused the truck to catch fire, according to the report. The truck sustained extensive front-end damage and was completely destroyed by flames.

Members of the Lakeville Fire Department and the state Department of Transportation were on the scene Thursday morning as well.

Torrington automotive mechanic Glenn Royals said Thursday that automobile fires are not uncommon when a vehicle is involved in a frontal collision.

“Usually the electrical wires will get scrunched,” said Royals, who owns and operates Royals Garage on Calhoun Street. “They’re in a big round, what they call a harness, and your main feed wires run through them and a couple of the wires are not fused.”

When a collision occurs, a sharp object, such as a piece of metal inside the vehicle, can cut into the harness and slice through the wires, Royals said.

“It creates a direct short and that direct short could have got the harness on fire first or it could be near a fuel line where the gas… had sprayed over the engine or where the wires were - it’s just like lighting a match,” Royals said.

Rather than bursting into flames on impact, Royals said, the fire could have started more slowly. Given that the area is rural, the accident and fire may have gone unnoticed for a while, Royals said.

The amount of plastics and synthetic materials in vehicles can cause flames to spread rapidly, he said.
“The minute that stuff gets going - because of the resins in it - it’s gone,” Royals said.

The pickup truck is owned by William Holcomb, also of 154 Barnes Road, police said. Calls to the Holcomb home went unanswered Thursday.

Karsten Strauss can be reached by e-mail at winsted@registercitizen.com.

Okay, I know what it’s like when your sources don’t call you back and you have to do something to fill some space. But interviewing a mechanic about how trucks catch fire? It was irrelevant and disrespectful. In the case of a fatal accident, it’s much better to go with the bare facts than to vamp.

Our paper is running a short blurb this week. There was nothing new to report, in terms of the cause of death or the cause of the accident, so we didn’t report it. We didn’t make up stuff to fill space.

For comparison:

Cause of fatal crash still unknown

LIME ROCK — A 30-year-old Falls Village woman was killed in the early morning hours of Thursday, May 24, when her car struck a bridge abutment and caught fire.

Jacqueline Holcomb of 154 Barnes Road was driving east on Route 112 in a 1983 GMC pickup belonging to her father, William Holcomb, when she veered off the road and struck the abutment of a bridge near the intersection with Furnace Road.

Shortly after midnight, State Police at Troop B in North Canaan received a 911 call about a car on fire. Upon arrival, rescuers found “the vehicle to be engulfed by flames,” according to a written statement on the accident issued by Troop B. A crew from the state Department of Transportation and rescuers from The Lakeville Hose Company also responded.

After rescuers had extinguished the fire, they found Holcomb inside the truck’s cab. She was pronounced dead at the scene. There were no passengers in the vehicle, which sustained extensive front-end damage and was completely destroyed by fire, police said.

The accident remains under investigation.
— Terry Cowgill

It is, of course, difficult to balance the responsiblity to report the news with sensitivity to the people in the news. Journalists are constantly treading a thin line and often have to make quick judgement calls. We have been blasted by the community for publishing pictures of wrecked cars after fatal accidents. We don’t always get it right.

I understand much better now how the family and those involved feel when their tragedies are displayed on the front page. I will certainly never argue against publishing such stories, but I will definitely be more in tune with the need for discretion.

Changes

May 15th, 2007

Wow. Over a month since my last post. Sorry about that.

We are moved, which is incredible, and which I will blame for my recent dearth of posts. Moving is a huge undertaking, which I supposed doesn’t need to be said. But you just don’t realize how hard it is until you do it.

I’ve done some writing for the paper over the last month. My piece on The Salisbury Housing Trust was very well received. I’ve done stories on everything from health care to underage drinking, from a new bottle bill to a new hair spa. Typical community paper writing. It’s been fun.

(There’s more stuff, I’m sure. Every now and then I go to The Journal’s Web site and type my last name into the search box to see what I’ve accomplished. The links don’t stay active forever, though hopefully I’ll be able to get some of my stories up on this site before too long.)

So, with the new house, we have an office. James has really moved in there and made it his own, which is great. I have a desk there, too, but no chair yet, so I’m still a little unsettled when it comes to getting my own work done. But I’m coming up with daily goals for the freelance stuff, so hopefully we’ll see some movement there soon.

Inspiration

April 9th, 2007

I am not the only writer who finds inspiration in water. Elizabeth Bear, a sci-fi writer based in West Hartford, swears it is dissolved in tap water:

In other news, I’m pleased to say that the well-known phenomenon of inspiration being found dissolved in common tap water, especially when the water is on the warmish side, holds true, as I have this morning in the shower come up with the solution for a sex scene I’ve been displeased with for the past two years.

I always come up with ideas while I swim. When I was writing my master’s thesis, when I ran into a tangle, I would jump in the shower. Inevitably, by the time I found myself wrapped in a towel, I had solved my problem and was itching to get back to the laptop.

Today I came up with a couple of story ideas:

1. 10 reasons swimming is like yoga.
I practically wrote this entire piece during my third 400. I just can’t figure out where to sell it. I’m not sure if a yoga mag would be interested in that — though I do remember one magazine that asked every person they mentioned what exercise they do in addition to yoga. I need to dig that one up.

2. There must be some way to work this idea of finding inspiration in the water into a 1,000-word personal essay on discovery, to submit to the next contest at Connecticut Muse. Something about the connection between water and birth, water and creativity. Though I think I would then have to equate creativity with discovery. Another tactic would be to liken swimming to meditation and meditation to self-discovery. This idea needs work, but it’s a start.

3. This didn’t actually come from the pool, but from an e-mail I got after I got out (my hair was still wet — does that count?). There’s a company in CT that is all big into environmentally friendly home decor. The woman they were pushing as a prospective interview sounded interesting. She’s a buyer who scours the country (world?) for green products. This could be a great piece for Connecticut Magazine, but I haven’t heard back about my last query yet, so I’m a little wary of sending another right away.

Next step

April 6th, 2007

In light of winning first prize in the book review contest, I’m seriously considering entering the personal essay contest. The deadline is May 31 and the topic is discovery.

I have no ideas right now, but first prize is $75. That would be nice.

I’m feeling a little stuck on the freelance side of things. I should just send out some more querries, but I hate waiting for responses. I’ve been emailing with the editor of a bridal advertising suppliment, but just when I thought we were getting somewhere, I don’t hear from her for a couple of days.

Persistence, I guess.

First place

April 3rd, 2007

I just received the following email:

Dear Jennifer,

I am delighted to inform you that you have won first prize in the Connecticut Muse Winter 2007 Book Review Contest! Here’s what Melissa Clark, author of Find Courtney had to say:

“This was an insightful, detailed review that pointed out aspects of the story other reviewers hadn’t noticed.”

Your review will be published in the Summer 2007 issue of Connecticut Muse, and your books will be sent to you in the mail shortly.

Congratulations and keep up the great work! And please feel free to enter future contests.

Regards,

Patricia D’Ascoli, Publisher
Connecticut Muse

So I guess it’s a good thing I finally got that review written. And much thanks to James for the support.

Abandonment

March 29th, 2007

It’s been quite a while, huh? I’ve been boring people over at my livejournal with all my dieting and wedding plans, so this more formal journal has been a bit neglected.

I do want to note a few things, though, just so that I have them in writing.

I sent in a query letter to Connecticut Magazine on Monday. This is good, but I need to send out more. Lots more.

The people at Time called me for a brief bio now that I’m on their freelancer roll. Hopefully more work will come from them.

Tonight I am finishing my book review for the contest sponsored by Connecticut Muse. There’s no money involved (the prize is books), but if I place, at least I can say that I won a contest. They’re also doing an essay contest in a couple of months, which I might enter, if I can think of something to write on the theme of “Discovery.”

I also have to write a piece for one of our advertising supplements, which technically counts as freelance work, though the pay is laughable. Anybody interested in setting up a high def entertainment system?

Post vacation update

March 15th, 2007

So you’ve all been waiting witih baited breath to hear about the cruise, I’m sure. It’s taken me a few days to get around to updating because I was hit so hard by coming home: driving, then unpacking, coming back to work…

But I think I’m starting to get back my equilibrium. At least the ground has stopped rocking.

The big news of the trip is, of course, the engagement.

What’s that? What engagement?

James and I got engaged in Mexico.

They said on the ship (they have a shopping consultant to help you spend your money) that you can bring back as many loose gemstones as you want without having to pay any duty or tax on them. So James and I thought we would take a look, see if we found any diamonds we liked, then bring them back and eventually get them set for an eventual engagement.

We told the saleswoman what we wanted and how much we wanted to spend, and she started hemming and hawing, saying, “Very difficult.” Then her manager brought over this ring, and it was exactly what we wanted and it fit perfectly (and we could afford it, sorta). James started whispering with the saleswoman and the next thing I knew, he was on one knee, proposing in the middle of the jewelry shop.

I cried, if you couldn’t tell from the picture.

The rest of the trip was pretty much a blur. I’m working on getting the photos up in my gallery, but I haven’t even made it all the way through Wednesday yet. I took a lot of photos.

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