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Writing Marathon in Vermont

Dear Bloggers and Readers,

Just want to apologize for missing my regular Sat. post. I am completely overwhelmed by trying to meet a September 6th deadline and haven’t ventured off the hill in days.

Vermont continues to fuel the creative energy, whether under cloudless skies, starlit nights, or downpours such as we experienced yesterday. Being removed from people, with no TV or internet access is liberating and forces one to moderate one’s inner rhythm. It also allows for time to drink in the silence, listen for different bird calls, and appreciate the changes in the light from dawn to sundown. Solitude is a great gift and teacher.

Haven’t spotted the three black bear which are supposedly roaming around within less than a mile from my house. Am very careful to dispose of all compost well into the woods, but am hoping to see a bear come feed from my apple trees. Rumor has it that there is a bruiser of a male, plus a mother and cub. Most exciting. So far, have focused mainly on humming birds, dragon flies, newts and bats. Am waging an all out war against mice, cute as they may be… Still hoping to see a moose: I keep finding signs of their presence both from pathways they have created through the fields and large mounds of scat!

Sending everyone warm thoughts (as I regularly fill my hot water bottle due to sudden cold front). Will be back in touch sometime.
You are always in my heart.

Mei-Mei

Thank You! (From Jeni)

I just want to thank Mei-Mei and Jennifer for giving me such a warm welcome to this blog.  (I would have posted under “comments” but that isn’t working, so I’m just writing a quick post)

I am so captivated by all your writings, everyone. Mei-Mei,  I find your accounts of your life journey fascinating…and look forward to reading your memoir.   (About your last post…what an idyllic setting in which to write)   I was just looking at Natalie Goldberg’s Old Friend from Far Away (of course not so far away for the younger writers on this blog!) and William Zinsser’s Writing about Your Life.   It occurs to me that an interesting way to do a memoir would be to write sections as you go through life…then go back and write new versions as you look back from the perspective of an older (wiser?) mind.     

The pieces that many of you are contributing to this blog…Jennifer, Juleigh, Sabrina,  Julia, Jazz,  Meia Yao, Min Liang, and Amy Horowitz (to name but a few)  have all been so intriguing.   I  nestle into a comfy overstuffed chair, open my laptop lose myself in the stories about Jennifer’s childhood and travels to scores of countries, about Juleigh’s swimming and many projects, about Sabrina’s life in Beijing, about Julia’s work with children with cleft palate in orphanages in China, about Jazz’ musicals, about Amy Horowitz’ research with adult adoptees….and those are just some recent entries.   All your photos help bring vibrancy to your writings.   (Not sure who wrote it, but I loved the very astute commentary on the Last Airbender.  You made some very important points) 

I know that my role on this blog should primarily be to listen and learn.  Very compelling work.  I look forward to more. 
 

Monday Musings – Tiger Countdown…

BLOG QUESTION OF THE WEEK
(Kate Adie’s Nobody’s Child, Chapter 6):
“Is there anything in your past we should know about?”

I have been an orphan, an immigrant, an American citizen, an illegal alien, a travel writer, and (continue to be) a fantastic klutz.

[Photo Above: Jen in NYC’s Grand Central Station, last fall]

Grand Central Station, NYC, is one of my all-time favorite places in Manhattan. I lived in NYC (West Village & Columbus Circle) for almost 8 years (from ages 18 to 26), and consider it my second home outside of California. This train station’s survival inspired the title of my current novel, Leaving Grand Central. One of my Year of the Tiger goals is to complete this YA novel by June 1, 2010. Will Jennifer finally have the courage to complete her novels…?

WHAT ARE SOME OF YOUR GOALS
for the YEAR of the TIGER?
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P.S. Dear Reunion Organizers & Friends of “The First Chinese Adult Adoptee Worldwide Reunion 2010, Hong Kong”: We’ve scheduled a CAL G2 Board
Conference Call on February 26th to discuss and brainstorm ideas for the reunion…More Soon.

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Post #11 Dedicated with Love & Gratitude
to Samantha Ho, Pam Barnsley, Juleigh (HAPPY BIRTHDAY!), Lisa See and Dr. Diana Marre

“BLOOM YOUR BEST”

~Love From Jennifer~

Native Province: Taipei & Jiangsu (mainland China) Hometown: Laguna Beach (OC), California Arrived in the USA: Dec 1979 / Jan 1980 Education: NYU’s Tisch School of the Arts, Harvard & UC Berkeley Generation: G2, “A Global Generation” Why This Blog: “Alone we can do so little; together we can do so much.” – Helen Keller

Monday Musings – Holiday Story for the New Year

Dear Readers of All Ages,
Please pull up a chair.
Welcome to my home.
Welcome to my hearth.
This holiday story (which I scribbled one afternoon for fun), inspired by the real life Chinese adoptee, my “Two Popo” Auntie Daisy Chin…is just for you, with love and best wishes for the New Year.
DARING DAISY!
by
Jennifer
Once upon a time in New York City,

In a skyscraper showering light,

And glass doors spinning bright,
Lived a little girl from China with 2 pigtails,
Who had a habit of looking for snails,

And was fascinated by whales.
Her name was Daisy D.
Though she was the smallest of her class,
Daisy D was very daring.
On 2 skates she glided at Central Park,
Sold her own fresh lemonade on a lark,
Soared atop old Rockefeller with glee,
Sailed past Ms. Liberty,
Twirled spaghetti in Little Italy,
Built castles by the sea.
She loved school, and spinning dreidels,
Wearing hats, and hiding under tables
Asking why? about every fantastic fable,
Dancing wildly on rooftops with great Auntie Maple!
She could climb tall trees,
Eat pizzas with no cheese,
Scale China’s Great Wall with ease,
Brave dizzying disasters, “Why, it’s a breeze!”
There were times when she felt sad,
And sometimes she felt mad,
Though most times she felt glad,
To have an American mom and dad.
It was hard to know so little,
Of the mommy buttoned to her middle.
One hot summer night,
Daring Daisy put up a fight!
“Not bed, not now! Look, it’s still light!”
“Now I’ve already told you your story,
Good night, my Daisy girl! Good night.”
“But how can I possibly sleep?”
She thought, trying to count sheep.
She leaped high up into the sky,
Where birds and butterflies fly.
“And this,” she announced with a regal air, “Is where I was born.”
She said, pointing to a rainbow land of cotton candy and corn.
“But weren’t you adopted from China?” asks Panda, with care.
“Shhhh! I’m really a Princess, my dear Panda bear.”
For Daring Daisy is very able.
Onto a magic horse, she shoots out of a stable.
To the stars in the sky,
She announces, “I can fly!”
In DaisyLand she is crowned the rightful heir,
To a glorious kingdom of dancing whales.
On her royal throne she commands,
That every subject do the handstand!
And then break for high tea,
With a magic candy tree.
“It’s time for our feast!
Flying fairies, give us our treats!”
On adventures they go,
To far off places covered in snow.
Where whales migrate,
And bears hibernate.
To a castle,
Where Daisy rides a flying tassel!
“Now, it’s time for your nap!”
She says, giving everyone a tap.
As Panda and the snails snore,
Daring Daisy dreams up a magic store
With one hundred-and-two tiny doors.
And the princess gives a little yawn,
It’s tough when your kingdom is dancing ’til dawn.
“Goodnight my Daisy girl,” whispers Auntie Maple,
“May your stars always shine bright,
May your heart always be filled with light.”

THE END.
*****
[Photo on right: me with my “Two Popo,” the real Daring Daisy Chin, a Chinese adoptee born in 1915]

P.S. “Popo” = maternal grandmother in Chinese (you met my “Yen Yen,” paternal grandmother Bettie Steuck in my last post). Since Daisy was the baby sister of my (adoptive) Popo Lucy, we affectionately called Daisy “Two Popo” (as in our “second grandmother”).

“HAPPY NEW YEAR”
~Love From Jennifer~
Native Province: Taipei & Jiangsu (mainland China) Hometown: Laguna Beach (OC), California Arrived in the USA: Dec 1979 / Jan 1980 Education: NYU’s Tisch School of the Arts, Harvard & UC Berkeley Generation: G2, “A Global Generation” Why This Blog: “Alone we can do so little; together we can do so much.” – Helen Keller

This Post #4 is Dedicated

…in loving memory of my fun, wild, and adventurous Two Popo, Daisy Chin, and her older siblings Bill Jing, Lucy Jue (my grandmother), Alice & Blanche who, despite having tragically lost their parents as young children, went on to do amazing things. Thank you for instilling in me a sense of pride, both in our adoption heritage and in our Chinese heritage. I miss you all so much.

Monday Musings — "Chance Encounters (Part Deux)"

Birth Province: Taipei, Taiwan/Republic of China & Jiangsu, mainland China

Adoptive Province: California (Orange County), USA

Generation: G2, as in ‘Global Generation’

Post #1 Dedication:
To Glorious Maeve, my sister in the Emerald Isle, with love.
To my fellow One World C0-Bloggers, who each inspire me with their own unique brand of magic, giving me the courage to carry on and to “bloom my best” where I was planted, no matter what.

And to my mom, the Goddess who never knew she was…

(Mom, you were mistaken – You did make a difference, you did matter. I love you. I’m so proud that you were my mom.
)

“The Smell of Magic, Magic Mondays

by Jennifer,
an ADOPTEE a G2

8 Chance Encounters That Changed My Life:

1. At age 2…seeing the beautiful poet & artist Janet Jue, a Goddess from Los Angeles, sitting in (of all places) my birthfamily’s living room in China/Taiwan. Just moments before meeting Janet, birthmother was about to bestow her blessing on an Australian couple to take me to Australia. Little did I know that the Goddess from California was going to become my mom!

2. At age 4…bumping into and being swung round and round in circles by a laughing little boy who had just landed at Los Angeles International Airport from Seoul, South Korea. This toddler became my charismatic baby brother, Chris.

3. At age 8…spotting Santa in my chimney with cousin Colette way past our bedtime on Christmas Eve.

4. At age 20…discovering, for the first time in my life, an adoptee in class. She was adopted from Korea, and was also an undergrad at NYU’s Tisch School of the Arts (a place with very few Asians and Asian American students at the time). She approached me because she was going through a phase when she was exploring her “Asian” identity. I had already explored that terrain and yearned to be seen as “Jennifer,” which, in my mind, was so much more than just my “Asian face” and ancestry. We later became fast friends, spending hours chatting into the wee hours about our lives, our adoption experiences, the complexity of our various identities, our dreams of a future when Asian adoptees could be seen and represented on the big screen as real people, as we saw ourselves (instead of being defined by how others saw us — Madame Butterfly, Miss Saigon….gaaaaaaggg!!).

5. At age 24…sitting, by chance, beside a young Chinese adoptee and her mom on the NYC MTA subway. I explained I was adopted, too. “She’s beautiful,” I stood to exit the subway car at 59th Street. Her mom beamed back a smile, “So are you.” Merging into the midtown Manhattan crowd above ground, I felt like an angel had just spread its wings and kissed me.

6. At age 28…meeting Maeve, age 4, a Chinese adoptee in Ireland. While sharing ice creams and crossing a street in southern Ireland, Maeve slipped her small hand in mine and wouldn’t let go. We’ve been sisters of the heart ever since.

7. At ages 28-29…first time ‘meeting’ fellow peer-aged ADULT Chinese adoptees!!! They were NOT easy to find, and in fact, I wasn’t even sure if they existed!!

(Through books, friends and a worldwide search, I “met” Dr. Amanda Baden, Dr. Mei-Mei Ellerman, Devorah Schwartzbaum Goldstein, Miss Chris Atkins. We realized there was no group for Chinese adoptees of all ages, created by Chinese adoptees…so we launched Chinese Adoptee Links International.)

8. TodayMeeting YOU through this group blog.

Today is full of magic. It’s magical because we met. May your week be filled with love, lavished with magical moments that nourish your spirit and nurture your soul. (Special thanks to author Susana Saladini for inspiring the title, “The Smell of Magic, Magic Mondays.”)

What chance encounters have changed your life?


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NAME:

Jennifer Bao Yu “Precious Jade” Jue-Steuck

NATIVE PROVINCE:

Taipei, Taiwan & Jiangsu, China (birthmother’s native province)

ARRIVED IN THE USA:

Dec 1979/Jan 1980

GREW UP IN:

Laguna Beach (Orange County, California), Branch Pond Lake (near Acadia National Park, Maine), Paris (5ème, 7ème, 16ème arrondissements), Cambridge (Massachusetts), NYC (8 years in Greenwich Village & Columbus Circle)

LOVES:

Making new friends on airplanes, dancing, writing, musicals, travel, riding trains, majestic old train stations, trees, animals, perfume, the color purple, fresh fruit & cheese platters, dim sum, dumplings, warm cookies, ice cream, noodles (of any kind!), architecture, ‘expotitions,’ sudden epiphanies, letters, libraries, the sound of waves, pilates, yoga, afternoon naps at the beach, lying upside down listening to opera music, star gazing

DEFINING MOMENT:

When my (adoptive) mom, my best friend, was diagnosed with stage 3C ovarian cancer. Watching your mom die and knowing that you can’t do anything to save her changes your perspective forever. (I was 19. Mom lost her cancer battle at age 58.)



CURRENT PROJECTS:


Inspiration Ice Cream: 178 Tips for Blooming Where You’re Planted
(wellness title)

Leaving Grand Central (MG novel)

Adoption Pride (non-fiction)

EDUCATION:

University of California at Berkeley, NYU’s Tisch School of the Arts & Harvard

WHY THIS BLOG WAS BORN:

“Alone we can do so little; together we can do so much.” – Helen Keller

“I dreamed of a place where different generations of Chinese adoptees and friends could come together to have a conversation, to share knowledge, to empower and inspire one another with our stories through a group blog for CAL (Chinese Adoptee Links) International. When Erin told me about her own blog idea, we combined our blog concepts into one to create “ONE WORLD” (title inspired by the song “One World” our talented team blogger, Jazz, composed for this site). My wish for you, dear reader, is that this blog blesses you with new thoughts (perhaps here you’ll find just the words you needed to lean on), connects you to others (including role models, of all ages), and inspires you to bloom your best (!) wherever you are planted, no matter what your background is or how you came to be part of our family, the human family. Thank you for your contributions to our global ‘ONE WORLD’ community.” ~ Love from Jennifer

P.S. Recently decided that I really do not like the term “adoptee.” Besides, I never called myself that growing up (other people did!). I’m a “G2,” a global generation. So being a G2 (a term inspired by conversations with talented filmmaker Jennifer Arndt-Johns, who calls herself a “global citizen,” and with Marilee, Jemila and Zehara Eckert, who generously shared hot chocolate and tea with me one afternoon to test and try out new phrases, which led to the name “global generations”) sounds so much more empowering, encompassing, and filled with possibility.

BLOOM YOUR BEST

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