What I did this summer

Books and leftover salad by the pool. The perfect day.

Autumn is finally here and our summertime was fairly quiet. No hurricanes ( so far) and no travel.

My lesson learned this summer is that authoring books isn’t for the fainthearted. The follow-up marketing and sales is difficult for creative types and I struggle with all of the business details. After a year of great sales, We Don’t Push in Fairhope is still selling well on Amazon and at several local bookstores and gift shops, but it has worn — me — slap—out.

Speaking to groups has perked me up because I love the benefit of meeting readers. It also makes me happy when I receive notes like the one below. This man lives in Louisiana and is referring to a story from We Don’t Push in Fairhope.

Leslie Anne, I can’t tell you how much I have enjoyed the stories in your books-stories about the South, about the bay, about going to church . .  . stories about your boys, and community spirit. Your Campers in Love story brought tears to my eyes, such that I had to momentarily put my book aside and go wash my face.  You are a really gifted writer who can see the good in humanity, and share it with others. – D. M. 

Ah . . . wasn’t that nice? 

It’s been a rough summer of harsh news, so it’s especially lovely to meet nice people.

This is a photo of me in my kitchen with the ring light, holding a Zoom meeting with more nice people — a book club in Georgia. One of the women told me how much she loved the story from Exploding HushpuppiesThe Healing Power of the Gulf. She quoted details she remembered and it was wonderful, because I really struggled with the decision on whether or not to include that in the collection of short stories. And now, I think more people have commented on that story than any other in that particular book. 

All this to say, sometimes it’s nice to get positive feedback, especially when you feel burned out.

This is the silliest painting I did this summer, and it may be my favorite.

Here’s a list of some of the things I did this summer

  • Googled important things like: What happened to singer Adam Ant? 
  • Baked a Strawberry cake from a recipe found in an old church cookbook.
  • Did a detailed cleaning of my chandelier – expecting a new crop of thousands of little rainbows this fall when the sunrise shifts directions ever so slightly. It’s like waking up inside of a diamond.
  • Cooked big batches of bolognase to freeze
  • Sorted through literally over a thousand old photos – and paper documents my mother had in storage. I called them “boxes of sadness” because most are memories of people no longer here. A heavy-hearted task and I still have a small storage room yet to sort. 
  • Tended to my garden and prolific fig tree.
  • Went swimming almost every day it wasn’t lightning.
  • Ruined my skin in the sun, even though I know better.  
  • Threw a 106th birthday party for my friend Jule.
  • Moved Jule to a new Nursing Facility closer to her friends.
  • Taught Jule how to use a cell phone. (ongoing). 
  • Took care of my mother, which involves searching for her phone most days. 
  • Was the guest speaker at the Fairhope Elementary West back-to-school kick-off rally.
  • Spoke at a wonderful church in Mobile for their ladies’ ministry launch dinner.
  • Started a new writing project for children.
  • Brainstormed an idea I love, for another book but frustrated it’s not coming together faster. 
  • Signed books at Books-a-Million in Gulf Shores.
  • Won a humor award from The National Association of Newspaper Columnists. Their comment was, “Tarabella takes me right into scenes full of animation and hilarious shenanigans. Very entertaining!” Hmm. I’ll take it.
  • Took an online sewing class to learn how to insert zippers. 
  • Took an online painting class to learn that I’m doing it all wrong. 
  • Painted some pictures that are goofy – (see above and below) but I don’t care because they make me laugh. 
  • Read some books. (Fannie Flagg’s new book, O. Henry classics, re-read Alabama Moon and others)
  • Stayed as busy as possible to avoid confronting my writer’s block. 
  • Realized it’s not really writer’s block, but writer’s exhaustion. 
  • Started working on new newspaper columns. Finally.

And now that fall has arrived and tourists have gone, I’ll start walking on the beach. 

Here’s another painting I did. I think I’ll stick to writing.

I hope you had a wonderful summer and are ready to tackle the busy fall and wintertime schedules.

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Here’s the latest newspaper column from Lagniappe News in Mobile, Alabama – it’s called, “How to stop the Spitting.” Yes, – yuck.

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4 Comments

  1. Jenna on September 23, 2025 at 8:44 pm

    You have such a flair with words Leslie Anne. Don’t change a thing! It was fun seeing your art!

    • Leslie Anne Tarabella on September 23, 2025 at 8:47 pm

      Thank you Jenna – I was afraid you’d see my paintings. I’ve been following you on The Painted Apron for so long, https://thepaintedapron.com – you’d think I’d know how to properly paint a beagle! Keep giving me recipes and painting help!

  2. Sandy on September 25, 2025 at 8:45 pm

    Your painting of the pup is adorable! Looks like your beagle.
    I tried so hard to make summer last as long as possible. It went too fast and once fall arrives I blink and it’s Christmas. It sounds like your beagle had a good one even if you haven’t written. Boxes …. I have an entire corner of boxes in a bedroom that still have to be dealt with of Mom’s. I don’t know if I will ever finish with all the pictures.

    • Leslie Anne Tarabella on September 25, 2025 at 9:49 pm

      I don’t know when the sorting of treasures will be over. Glad to know you understand the bittersweet task. thanks Sandy.

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