Another Picture Sets the Stage

Happy Weekend to All!

Again, I’d like to begin by thanking everyone who’s supported my book/blog for their interest, support, and kind feedback!

A special thanks to those of you who’ve purchased the book and taken the time to write a review on Amazon, B&N, Lulu.com, etc. It means a great deal, and all honest reviews, thoughts and comments are most welcome and truly appreciated!

Same goes for this blog, so please “like” or “comment” and share any experiences or thoughts.

Thought I’d continue sharing photos, and provide some background/backstory on how they relate to the story and/or setting in the book.

Sandford Street

Today’s picture is of my mother’s house on Sanford Street in Readville, Massachusetts–the central location where the story is set.  The house itself served as part of the inspiration to write the book, and helped define the story-telling “device” that I decided to use.

As the opening scene in the book describes, I found myself begrudgingly in the Hanscom AFB commissary (along with my wife) doing our bi-monthly shopping for my mother, that we’d dutifully “schlepp” to her in Readville, and endure our typically very short visit, say 15-20 minutes.

It was after one of these trips to Readville, when it dawned on me that my relationship to my mother had been reduced to just those 15 minute visits, every two weeks, and just how pitiable that was.   And I spent more and more time thinking about just how “sideways” my family still was after so many years, and how’d it get, and stay, that way?

The idea for the book sprang from that, and after exploring the possibilities on how to ‘structure” the story, I hit on the idea:

“Why not tell the story moving back and forth in time over the course of just a 15 minute to Sanford Street.”

From that point I found I was able to take a typical visit to my mother’s house and turn it into a series of “snapshots” that brings the reader in and out of time to see glimpses of “how it got that way” with my family.

The photo shows the blue house on Sanford Street, and the cracked and broken curb on which I’d pull up to in either my truck or Jody’ BMW, two passenger side tires perched up on an angle.  Somehow that cracked and broken curb seemed most appropriate to the story.

The window on the right is the one in which my mother would wait, furtively, behind the sheer curtain as she watched us unload her groceries, etc., and waddle up the walk as described in Chapter 1 in the book.

It was in this house that my mother died.

My prayers for her, and my family, are constant–and the stories continue.

Many thanks again and see you back here soon I hope!

 

 

 

Pictures Tell A Story Too

Good morning!

As always, I’d like to begin by thanking everyone who’s supported my book/blog for their interest, support, and kind feedback!  A special thanks to those of you who’ve taken the time to write a review on Amazon, B&N, Lulu.com, etc.  It means a great deal, and all thoughts and comments are most welcome!  Same goes for this blog, so please “like” or “comment” and share any experiences or thoughts.

Some readers have asked if I could post a few photos of some of the people and places described in the book, and I thought that’d be a great idea!  I’ll post more in the future, but here’s one to start.

First one is a photo of the church that was so important to me growing up, and especially at one of the most difficult periods of my life during my family’s stint living in the Mission Hill Projects, Roxbury, Massachusetts.  It was at this church that I sought solace and refuge from the chaos of my family and life in the projects that stood in the church’s shadow, and where I began to develop a deeper sense of understanding about the world, myself, and my faith.  It’s official title is the Basilica of Our Lady of Perpetual Help, but its best known simply as the Mission Hill Church.  As I mention in the book, we’d infuriate the nuns who taught us at the Catholic School when they’d overhear us call it “Our Lady of Perpetual Motion.”

Growing up, my aunts, uncles, and Grandmother on my mother’s side lived just blocks away, high atop the Mission Hill neighborhood in “triple-deckahs,” as we called them, most within shouting distance of each other.

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Thanks for reading, and have a wonderful weekend!

Locus of Control…What is that again?

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Good day to all!

If you’re new to this blog, welcome!

Once again, I’m extremely thankful to so many out there who’ve supported my book and all of the kind comments and feedback provided thus far!  It’s been a bit over a month, and I’m humbled and grateful to all!  Book is now available from the publisher at:

https://www.lulu.com/shop/search.ep?keyWords=michael+boudreau&type=

And also Barnes and Nobles, Amazon, Ingram Books, and many other platforms.

https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-last-ride-in-to-readville-michael-boudreau/1131093564?ean=9781483498881

Just google my name :)..

If you do read the book, your on-line review would be also greatly appreciated!

I’ve had many interesting questions and comments from readers relating to how it is so many children growing up in the same household can have so many different outcomes as adults.  Of the many reasons why this might be so, one psychological principle I mention in the book is called “locus of control,” where we have either an internal or external belief surrounding our ability to control our own destiny, as it were.

Here’s a great article from Psychology Today that gives a brief, but solid overview of this idea.  Enjoy!

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https://www.psychologytoday.com/us/blog/moments-matter/201708/locus-control

 

Many Thanks!

Boudreau Book Cover ALCGood morning!

Well it’s been about a month since the book launch, and I’m so grateful and humbled by your response thus far–thank you!

LOTS of people have written or remarked saying how cathartic the experience of writing and releasing such a story must have been.  Although in the preface I do add a disclaimer of a sort that catharsis was not a primary goal in telling the tale, I have to admit, now that I’m taking a breath, that sharing the story with others did let some residual air out of my psychological balloon that I didn’t realize was still there.  Childhood memory is powerful stuff!

People are also asking me, so what’s the next story?

Got a few ideas churning, both memoir and fiction, that surround territory I’m most familiar with–family dynamics, social psychology, personal growth through experience and relationships, good and bad, etc.  As usually happens with me and writing, one “aha” moment will arise, and off I go!  Will keep all posted.  I’m also open to any ideas anyone out there might have through a personal experience that may have been deep and impactful.  Not sharing the details, of course, but more the general story–perhaps one that you feel may be relatable or resonate with the rest of us.

I’m so grateful for all the feedback I’ve received so far, much of it by people who DO emphasize, somewhat sadly, how relatable the story is to their own saying things like “I could have written that book.”

As for the story, I’d love for readers to comment here on the blog on any part of the book that may have touched you in a certain way, or to simply get clarity or context about a particular passage.

It would also be greatly and humbly appreciated if any readers are inclined to leave an honest review of the book on any of the platforms where the book is available:

https://www.lulu.com/shop/search.ep?keyWords=michael+boudreau&type=

https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-last-ride-in-to-readville-michael-boudreau/1131093564?ean=9781483498881

And of course if you recommend the book to friends or family, it may also be purchased at those sites as well!

Going forward, I’ll be posting excerpts/passages from the book, and talk about some of the back stories to the stories in the book.  Some of that will be based on questions I’ve already been asked, and from things I’d like to further offer readers.

Again, many thanks to all, and please comment away!

 

Exciting Day…Book Now in Print!

Hi everyone!

After working on the project for five years, “The Last Ride in to Readville” is in print and available to order from the publisher, “LULU.com.”  Here’s the link!

https://www.lulu.com/shop/search.ep?keyWords=michael+boudreau&type=

Lulu is a “publish on demand” independent publisher.  As books are ordered, they are printed within 3-5 business days and promptly shipped.

The book is available in 6×9 paperback and also as an eBook.

In 4-6 weeks the book will also be available in paperback on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and other on-line bookstores.

E-books will also be available then on Kindle. Amazon, and many other e-book sites as well.

Thanks to each and every one of you for following the book’s progress and reading my posts!  It means a lot, and I hope if you do purchase the book, you leave an honest review on the site where you may have purchased the book!  Much appreciate that!  I’ll continue posting here, and widen the content to discuss the book, family and psychology issues, and other topics!

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